Chapter Twenty
Dell stared out at the dark water, letting the first morning light wash over his face. In the cabins below deck, people slept. Only a few sailors managed the sail as the rest of them finished morning preparations. They’d reach Madra soon. He could see it getting closer, a sleeping city on the edge of the river.
Sometime in the night, they’d left the sea behind to sail into the delta and upstream. A failing wind made the journey slower than Dell would have liked.
He wanted to reach Helena.
Before it was too late.
He closed his eyes, feeling as if she stood next to him, dreaming she slipped her hand into his. If he’d had any doubt in his mind, their last night together washed it away. He loved Helena like he’d never loved anyone in his life.
He only wished she loved him
