Chapter Thirteen
When Meikah and Kellan arrived back at Fable, she hurried upstairs and changed into her own clothes, reluctantly leaving the sword and dagger behind. She strapped on the sword her grandmother had made certain she’d receive and strode outside, nodding to Danton as she passed him. Outside she stopped when she saw Kellan leaned against the front window, his arms crossed, no longer wearing his disguise.
“I’ll walk you home.” He pushed away from the window.
“Why?” She eyed him suspiciously, trying to figure out what he wanted.
He nodded towards the other side of the road. “In case their orders have been changed.”
She looked across the road to where the spirits were restlessly pacing. “How long can they stay there?”
“As long as they’ve been ordered. Or until we shatter the
