Chapter 22: Of Vows And Markings.
Tristen-
I glanced across Moonflower Hill, every muscle in my body tense.
Someone is here!
I know!
We must find them!
I KNOW!
Xarlic was being exceptionally unhelpful. The feeling lingered beneath my skin like a splinter. Someone was watching. I didn't know who. I didn't know from where. But I could feel them.
It was faint now. Already retreating. Yet the moment that presence brushed against my senses, every instinct I possessed screamed a warning.
Danger.
"Tristen... TRISTEN!"
I blinked.
Thailia's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I looked at her. Her brows were furrowed, concern shining in her silver-grey eyes.
"Are you alright?"
She spoke quietly enough that no one else could hear. I glanced toward the treeline one final time.
Nothing.
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