The Troven (Kingdom of Denall Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

to always remember the strength of his gift.” Farin's friends jogged to keep up with his determined gait as he continued to moan about his father's hired laborers.
    Finally Garin interrupted. “Far, can you stop complaining? I don't think I've had a moment of silence since the day we were born. You complain about farming, you complain about sheep herding, then you complain that Dad hired people to do the farming, next you'll complain if he gets someone to gather the sheep.”
    Farin stopped walking and turned to look at his brother. He knew farm life was important to Garin, and hadn’t meant to offend him, but now that it was time to leave, the things that had once seemed annoying were unbearable. Before he could apologize, Kaz interrupted with a mischievous smile.
    “He was quiet once. You remember don't you, Garin? He concentrated so hard to hear if the girls in the…”
    “Seriously, do you have to bring this up?” Farin responded as he playfully punched Kaz in the gut a little harder than he needed to. “Every time we talk you have to remind me.”
    Half coughing, half laughing Kaz continued. “You were concentrating so hard on those girls three hundred paces away that you didn't notice the stinger land on your lip. You looked so funny; your mouth swelled up so big you couldn't talk for a week!” Kaz puffed his lips out trying to imitate what Farin had looked like, but stopped when Garin did not join with him in the joke.
    Farin did not feel like joking around, and he appreciated that Garin sensed his mood and had not encouraged Kaz. Farin glanced at Garin and gave a slight nod of his head. Garin returned the gesture.
    “I'm just messing around,” Kaz began, oblivious of their unspoken communication. “Come on Farin, you've never let me live down the fir tree incident.” Now Farin did crack a smile, even if it was somewhat forced.
    “It's not the girls, or the stinger, or even the muscle heads Dad hired, and it's certainly not your inability to climb trees in your birthday suit. I'm just ready to be out of here. The only thing I'm going to miss about this place is you two.” He continued in a lighter tone, “And you'll have plenty of silence when I set my back to this village, because I'm never coming back.”
    “I think you're forgetting we're going with you,” Garin responded.
    “Do you know what’s funny?” Kaz asked. Not waiting for a response, he answered his own question, “How different two people can be who look exactly alike.” Kaz paused a moment as the twins turned to glare at him. “You see? Even your attempt at making nasty faces at me is identical.” He reached up and playfully rubbed Farin’s sandy brown hair into a mess. “There, now I can tell you apart.”
    Farin swatted his hand away and grabbed Kaz in a headlock. He knuckled Kaz’s head until he was able to wriggle free. Kaz scowled at Farin while he tenderly touched the top of his head. “I like this one better than you,” Kaz said, pointing at Garin.
    “Too bad he’s not terribly fond of you.” Farin countered. “Especially after what you…”
    Garin shushed them with a wave of his hand. “There’s something moving.” Everyone paused as the two dots on Garin’s ears darkened. “That way,” he said pointing over a small ridge.
    The twins ducked behind a tree and Kaz leapt to the top of a nearby boulder to scan the woods. From behind the tree Farin couldn’t see anything, so he focused his hearing and watched as Kaz widened his stance and silently drew a long, wooden arrow from his quiver.
    Kaz smoothly nocked his arrow and drew his bow. The dots on his left temple darkened as he strained his sight to focus on what he saw.
    As the feather from the arrow brushed his cheek he released the bowstring. The arrow soared through the woods, and there was a high pitched, frightened scream. Farin laughed out loud as he realized Kaz had found Bendar.
    Garin, who was the least fond of Bendar, wondered aloud “Should we