Koorgan silently cursed as he caught Ruth’s falling body between his hands. His fingers wrapped protectively around her as he stepped back into the shadows. His heart pounded and he called himself every kind of a name for his stupidity. He had been so focused on the rope that he hadn’t considered that Ruth might not have a good grip on Genisus’s mane.
Shaken, he carefully opened his fingers. His breath caught in his throat when he saw her tiny figure lying in the center of his palm, curled into a fetal position. She looked like one of the elusive fairies from the Isle of the Elementals.
He had only heard tales of the mythical kingdom and its residents that floated in the sky, but he could imagine Ruth coming from such a place. Stepping back until his back pressed against the wall of the
