Chapter 27
Isika wanted to go to the prisoners right away. Herrith thought they should wait.
“Benayeem knows where they are now,” she told the older man, feeling panicked. “What if they are gone tomorrow? We can’t wait.”
“It’s late, daughter, and the city isn’t safe at night.”
Hera sat up and switched her tail back and forth, just enough for the five of them to notice her. Then Keethior pulled his head out from under his wing and and opened and closed his wings. Neither one of the ancients said anything, but the message was clear. They were perfectly capable of protecting Isika.
Herrith sat wide-eyed for a few moments, then a smile spread across his elegant, wise face, transforming him. He shook his head.
“You are not what I expected, daughter. Yes, then, let us go carefully. Mara, w
