Peyton gave the shaman a hug. “Thank you. I promise we’ll come see you soon.”
Clayton held her, smiling at the feel of her vibrations, different now that her daughter was with her. Then he released her and cupped her face in his hands. “Be careful, my daughter.”
“I will,” Peyton assured him, her hands caressing his wrists.
He stepped over to stand in front of Kai. As he had when his favorite student left years earlier, he wrapped his arms around the warrior of light. “It is the heart that hears the Divine. Trust that She will guide you.”
Kai gave the shaman a gentle squeeze to show he understood. He stepped back and looked into Clayton’s eyes once more. Dark with wisdom and caring and trust, Kai held his mentor’s gaze a moment longer, grasping hold of the surety within himself that he
