“What about your mark?” Adaron pointed to the nape of my neck, the mark he gave me being my only downfall.
I searched around the cave and saw a jagged stone in the corner, the edges almost as sharp as a knife. I went over and picked it up, checking the edge.
“Jade… No!” I was too quick for Asaron though as I lifted my hair and brought the edge as deeply as I could along the nape of my necks slicing the skin jaggedly.
I bit my tongue trying to stay quiet, blood pooling in my mouth as I did another slice for good measure. I dropped the stone then as my arms began to tremble from the pain, turning to Asaron and seeing the loon of horror on his face. “I’ll forgive you for real if you get my mother away safely.” At that, I ran to the water and did a leap along with the falling current, divin
