10
“I fear our travel will not be too hasty,” Shone spoke up as she rubbed her hands together. The color had not yet returned to her pale skin. “Those wretched women and their heathen spears have stolen much of my energy.”
“Then we walk,” Alec suggested as he took my hand. My heart thrilled at the bridging of Alec and Shade’s personalities.
Shone wrinkled her nose as we left her behind. “Walk? What an uncouth form of travel.”
Rodney cast a quick look over his shoulder at our uptight acquaintance. “And very necessary.”
Shone let out a sigh that echoed off the reeds and waters before she grudgingly followed us. We sloshed through the muck with my eyes ever on the ripples that surrounded our every step. I kept seeing the faces of the dead in my own reflection.
Rodney eased up be
