CHAPTER 9
Gwen
“You’re not an elf?” Gwen asked. She stopped walking and stared at Lyra suspiciously. “What do you mean?”
“Keep quiet,” Lyra snapped, glancing around to see if anyone had taken an interest in their conversation. The few elves nearby were going about their business and Lyra turned her eyes back on Gwen. “It’s not important.”
“I think it is,” Gwen replied. “Especially if you want me to trust you.”
“There are many things in this life that you will never be privy to. If I trust you, then I will reveal what I mean. In time. Now come along.”
Gwen felt the power of Lyra’s authority like she had in the trial and followed her. She’d never been one to argue, and this day proved no different. They wound along the worn path that twisted through the forest-city, past the temple the
