Chapter Twenty-Seven: Day Riders
Kaida
We rode in silence for a long time after that.
I had question after question lined up behind my teeth. I was trying to discipline myself into patience, but anxiety was starting to overwhelm my self control. Still I knew instinctively not to pester the rogue with questions. Jace’s jaw had a set to it that I had learned, over three days, meant he was still working something through, and pushing before he was finished working tended to produce shorter answers than waiting did.
So I waited.
Maggie was quiet behind me, which was its own kind of weather report. Maggie went quiet when she was frightened. She had seen the man in purple and black hit the ground from the back of Gerald, and she had seen Jace’s face when he came back down the ridge, and she
