Chapter Forty-Six
The air surrounded Searon, thick and damp, making it uncomfortable to breathe, feeling deathly silent as they galloped toward Sudegam. Searon held the reins loosely while Anaela kept her arms around his chest as they rode. If he hadn’t been so worried about what would become of his friends and allies in the kheshlarn capital, he might have taken warmth at her touch. She’d finally given in to her desire, and now they had to leave, or else all of Sudegam might suffer because they weren’t present to defend it. He desperately hoped his friends were all right, as he didn’t know how he would feel if he’d abandoned them to their destruction.
Searon tried to push such thoughts away to concentrate on his task at hand. Yet the task was made difficult by Anaela’s soft hands grazin
