Chapter 12Marwa
How I regretted the lies and messes I’d created, albeit at Mistress’s bidding. I bitterly wished the prophecy had never been written, and the task of taking Rohene to the River Head had gone to someone else—though the thought of another nameless girl tending her was unpleasant. I’d come to view her as my girl and no one else’s. Stupid.
My head was filled with anxiety and the unfamiliar weight of responsibility. I hoped Nora and the other soldiers had found their way home and wouldn’t worry unnecessarily about Rohene’s disappearance. The last thing I wanted was for forest dwellers to pursue us. However, Nora had been too drunk to walk in a straight line, so it didn’t seem likely she’d have remembered me dragging Rohene out of the gates.
Still, I was unsettled and uneasy,
