Keriya looked away from Alvpond to meet Thorion’s gaze.
he told her.
thought Thorion. Unbidden, a tingling frisson of fear rippled through him—he did not need reminders of the dark fate awaiting him at the end of his road.
thought Keriya.
he agreed.
A pointed cough from Fletcher interrupted Thorion and Keriya. It seemed Alvpond had addressed her during their private conversation.
“Sorry, what?” she said, staring at her friends.
“We heard of your triumph over the Shadow, Dragon Speaker,” Alvpond repeated. “Your presence honors us.”
“As does the presence of our princess,” a female soldier added, turning to Seba almost as an afterthought and bowing. Seba’s lips thinned, but she managed a stiff nod to her subjects.
“We’re sure you’re on important business,” said Alvpond, fidgeting
