Chapter Twenty-Two
Talon
Talon slipped inside his room, dropping a sack next to the one he’d brought back earlier that day. He turned to face Brianne, searching her face for any signs of fear. “Are you ready?” He gestured towards the sack. “We’ve got rope.”
Brianne slowly smiled, excitement lighting her eyes. “I’ve been ready all day. You’re the one who’s taken forever to gather the gear we need.”
He recognised the look in her eyes, it echoed the way he felt. “Then let’s go. Put on your robe.” He threw the other sack to her.
“You’re coming too?”
“I’ll be nearby.”
“How are you going to get down?”
“Fly.”
Brianne shook her head. “You can’t. Asking a thousand questions isn’t the same as knowing how to fly.”
“I guess I’ll find out soon enough.” He started to remove his shirt and banda
