Chapter Eleven
Wait
“You said how long?” Yulen demanded.
how “They left us early this morning,” Fortune repeated. “She promised she wouldn’t be gone more than a week.”
“And you let her go?” He could feel his anger rising, but he knew it was useless. Before the Mutah hunter could respond, Yulen bowed his head, although his hand continued to nervously rub the pommel of the sword strapped to his side. “Forgive me, Fortune. I shouldn’t take my fear out on you. We both know how Atty is when she gets a notion in her head.”
“She’s like a snake with a tasty rat,” Fortune agreed. “You can try to snatch that rat away from her. You can fight her from sun up to sun down, but she won’t budge. She won’t give in. You might as well let her swallow the damn thing and get on with it.”
Yulen ran a hand
