CHAPTER 9
“We understand this is hard to accept,” Baro says softly. “But we are only speaking the truth. We have no reason to lie to you, Emily Renzi.”
“If you have no reason to lie, then why don’t you tell me what you really are? Where do you come from?” I ask, suddenly angry.
“We shall answer that question in time,” Cratt says, a hint of impatience in his voice. “I promise you, we will answer it whether you agree to help us or not. Have we now engaged your trust?”
I think about it. Bethamous is definitely a threat. I know it as instinctively as shoving my hand in a fire will burn it and, so far, the only thing the Krobats have done is ask for help.
“Alright,” I say finally. “If I can, I’ll help you.”
“Thank you, Emily Renzi, your aid is most welcome,” Baro says, extending his feath
