Kelan lowered his head as relief washed through him. She was here. He charged up the slope when he heard Gunner yell down to him that the cave had been used recently. Kelan’s large frame could barely fit through the narrow opening, but he squeezed until he was through. Inside he could see the neat circle of stones and the emptied moist ashes from the fire in a far corner. A small pallet with a woven leaf cover was lying near the fire pit. He saw the remains of several empty seed pods. It looked like she used the empty hulls as dishes.
“Look,” Jaguin said, pointing to the wall.
Kelan looked at the wall and felt his breath leave him in such a rush he was almost dizzy. Trisha left him a message, written in his language. She said she was heading home to the palace. She missed her true mate.
