Chapter 10
Bluebird,” Oren grinned, waiting for Nahtaia and Kale as they climbed through a row of thorn bushes. “Do you love me?”
Nahtaia took a deep, exasperated breath as she carefully ducked and stepped along the way. He’d been asking that question since the other day with the minotaur run-in. “Oren, give it up.”
“The guy just wants a straight answer,” Kale interjected. “It’s not so easy for us men to figure these things out.”
“Oren knows very well there is nothing to figure out,” she replied, just as she was about to get out of the shrubs herself. She was jerked sideways and Kale pointed to the ground at a shard of glass she hadn’t seen. “Thank you,” she said as they both stepped out of the bush. “Phew!” she huffed. “I say we try letting Kale lead.”
Oren wrinkled his nose as if sm
