Zane
Something was wrong with Ffion. The fear on her face the split second before she turned and started o sprint in the other direction pulling me firmly along with her was like nothing I had ever seen before.
I had seen her rightened hell I had been frightened myself more than once over the last few months, but this wasn’t fear. It was abject terror. running with her, was instinctual. If Ffion had sensed something on the road ahead that caused her that much disquiet, then I wasn’t going to argue with her. Even without her dragon to help her, her senses were second to none.
I might not have seen anything, but I trusted her.
We ran, blindly and without purpose. Ffion always slightly in the lead and every time she took a corner to stumble blindly in a new direction she would glan
