I stayed in my room with Tabitha over the next few days until it was our turn to go on watch again. Nearly two weeks and they hadn’t found the sword again.
The second time we stood watch, Elena hardly spoke to me at all. She showed up toting the queen’s axes. I wanted to ask her where the f**k she had gotten them.
What was this? Really, it was as if destiny was trying to push us together.
I could see fear in her though. She was twitchy and breathed heavily. I really wanted to know how strong that fear was. Was she s**t scared or scared shitless? On a scale of one to ten, shitless would be an eleven.
It was probably the latter. She wasn’t worthy.
By three she was asleep again. I left right before she woke up for my flight. When I came back, the next team had already taken up their post
