“I’m not going back to Bellos.” Eirik floats midair his legs and arms crossed a deep frown on his features. “Rather than that, just shoot me off into space. I’m sure the gods will welcome me.”
“The only god who would welcome you is the world eater, and then only with an open mouth and an empty stomach.” Belladonna scoffs. “Don’t forget cursed child, your birthright is not freedom nor the ability to leave you, master. As it is your master is that girl, so where she goes you will go.”
Eirik scowled his hands clenching into tight fists. Belladonna cackled a laugh and I nervously raised my hand, “Hey, so I don’t really know what you two are talking about.”
“Nothing to be so concerned about,” Belladonna laughed.
“A witch, a human, and…a rock?” Kazimir stepped into the liv
