Chapter Twenty-One
Hunter and Hunted
Paige sat up in her bedroll and sighed. The sky was still dark, and dawn was hours away, but sleep eluded her. She stared into the flames of her meager campfire as she re-braided her honey-blond hair with deft fingers. Not for the first time, she wished Barlo were there with her. She had become accustomed to traveling alone since setting out from Melaquenya after destroying Saviadro and revealing his true nature to the Direlings, who had called him their god. But it didn’t make her miss Barlo’s gruff presence any less. The other dwarf and his friend, Iarion, had become like family to her. She snorted.
I was the one who wanted to go off and make a name for herself.
She had dreamed of having adventures of her own that she could return to impress Barlo
