Chapter Nineteen
Revelation
Iarion stroked Lodariel’s hair, speaking to her in a soothing voice.
“We will go back for him. They won’t kill him right away. As soon as we can, we’ll go back and rescue Daroandir.”
He latched onto his concern for his mate, trying to block out the bombardment of his senses. Ever since he had felt the presence in his mind shift its focus elsewhere, the world had come crashing down on him. He blinked against the weak light of the sun, its glare seeming more powerful than on a summer day at full noon. Every whisper of sound was like a shout to his ears. The scent of pine resin on his boots assaulted his nostrils, competing with the salt tang of the nearby sea. The sensation of his clothing rubbing against his skin made him want to tear it off.
He had felt num
