With the final record complete, the sound of Khitan hoofbeats draw nearer. Fear and a quiet sense of relief st…
With the final record complete, the sound of Khitan hoofbeats draw nearer. Fear and a quiet sense of relief stir within Chai Sang.
He hides the record near the dry well, then hesitates, fearing Elder Peng may not find it when she returns. So he cuts his palm, letting drops of blood mark a trail from the well, then trails them back toward the house.
He then sits upright inside, adjusting his posture, hoping that when the Khitans strike him down, enough blood will spill to conceal the trail and avoid suspicion.
"I wonder how angry Elder Peng will be with me," Chai Sang murmurs, watching the Khitans outside the window.