His own head and arm were bandaged, and the man who spoke to him was passing on, seeking elsewhere.

All that had happened came back to me in a moment then, and my ears woke to the sounds round me.

I knew them only too well, for they were the awesome sounds of the time after battle.
"Where is the king ?" I said.
"Safe enough, they say," Thrand answered.

"Is it well with you, master ?" I sat up, and the maze passed from me.

I had but been stunned by the fall from my horse, and now seemed little the worse, save for sickness and dull weight of weariness.