Chapter 22
Nahtaia, wait!” Oren called from behind.
Nahtaia looked over her shoulder as he dodged twigs and branches in pursuit of her. Her lips pulled into a half-smile and she slowed her flight as she neared the forest’s edge.
“And here I thought you’d learned to keep up with me, Oren,” she teased in reply.
Oren stopped beside her. “What do you think you’re doing? Don’t you remember what happened last time? The ministers will have you for dinner if they find out what you’re up to.”
“I just want to check on Kale!” Nahtaia replied with wide, innocent eyes. “I won’t even talk to him,” she said, passing a quick glance through the trees behind Oren. She wasn’t sure whether or not Moriel had secret sentries following her since her return. She would not have been surprised, however, if he’
