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. He turned his horse and
urged the animal on with a harsh kick to the ribs.
Rennard materialized in front of him. "Huma - the squire I
trained, the knight I fought beside and against, the legend
that led you to the Solamnic orders - watches us. He had a
way of affecting others, Erik Dornay, even me. For that
reason and that reason alone, I will not let this end. I will
haunt you day and night if I have to."
The Knight of the Rose kicked his protesting charger
again, forcing the horse to ride through Rennard.
The ghost disappeared, made himself reappear in front
of the startled animal. The horse tried to turn away, but Erik
once more forced the terrified beast to keep to the chosen
route. Snorting in frustration and anxiety, the mount again
raced through the apparition and galloped down the path.
Rennard followed. He'd wait until the horse could go
no farther, which couldn't be very long. What would Erik do
when he realized it was impossible to escape the ghost?
Rennard did not know. The young knight was wavering in
his desire for revenge, but it was at such an emotional
junction that the greatest danger lay. Erik might go through
with his dark plan merely to prove to himself he was not a
man of weak resolve, that he kept his promises to his
friends. The ghost was all too aware of what people had
done for lesser reasons.
Dornay's flight took them into thickening woods. A
number of the trees had been uprooted, but most had more
or less survived intact. The forest should have meant
nothing to the ghost
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