Sember and Remi left early the next morning to warn the Forestfolk, so our arrival wouldn’t seem like an invasion. The plan was to pack up the camp, head out, and eventually reach Foresthome, where, hopefully, they would be ready for us.
Tessia was ecstatic. I’d nearly passed out from the steady stream of excited chatter funneled directly into my brain. It started from the moment she found me this morning and bounced between Fen and me through all the packing. I didn’t have the heart to tell her to stop. She’d settled down a little by the time everyone began trekking through the forest in the afternoon, but I was already dizzy by that point.
I stumbled over a tree root.
“You all right?” Fen asked, bracing me with a hand on my arm.
“I’m fine.” I glanced over at Tessia, to make sure she
