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I had lost my mind there for a moment.
Like a coward, I had left the Oren Palace once more. Holding on to the excuse of escorting the sea elves back to their ships, I stayed back and didn’t return. At first, I told myself I was making sure all the sea elves left, that no one else was hiding in the fortress, and the coast, and the forests. I scoured the kingdom, eager to make sure every fae was safe.
But I was deluding myself. Hiding.
Almost three weeks after we left Masarn, Lennox and I were camped in the middle of the forest after searching it for almost ten hours—we had divided the forest into sections and did one a day.
Lennox turned the squirrel skewered on top of the fire. For days now, I could feel he was holding back something. Every time I asked what was wrong, he snap
