Ember
I jolt awake before sunrise as memories from the last few days rush back to me. The wound from the rogue aches, but what unsettles me more is the captain’s determination to end my life. It is clear now that the rogue attack had been orchestrated by the captain and when that plan failed, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
I shiver as I recall someone standing outside my tent. I had called out for Prince Kaine without thinking, but it was the captain had sought me out in the night. If Prince Kaine hadn’t stepped in when he did, I would probably be dead.
Camp is quieter than usual this morning, solemn and I move slowly, trying to ignore the pain that shoots through my ribs. I finish rewrapping my bandage, and my eyes land on the charm still sitting on my pack.
I can f
