Sastra could no longer recall how many days it had been, since Jason had departed on the beach. Her thoughts had followed him, often. Wondering where he might be, had he travelled far? Some part of her dreamt, or hoped that he might have stayed close, out of sight but able to help her if needed. But that wasn’t the point, was it? If she was honest with herself, Sastra knew that the Knight would be travelling as far from where he thought she might be, as quickly as possible. That was why he’d left after all. So the brother who was forced to track him across the world, and the group of soldiers with him were sent far away. Leaving her to live her life. To experience true freedom. What a mess she was making of it so far.
Ipito had never felt like a threatening country. The danger she’d foun
