Chapter Six
Searon exhaled deeply, knowing the wizard was right. He knew he needed to talk with Starlyn and open up to her. There would be a use for her skills, and he knew it. It was hard remembering the past that haunted his dreams every night. He tried to remember the last time he woke without a cold sweat.
He paused for a moment before leaving the wizard behind to walk back to camp. Starlyn still sat in the same spot she had before he left, with her back to him. Her legs were crisscrossed on the dirt a few paces from the fire, her hammer in her hand. She sharpened the edges with a stone, creating scraping sounds which echoed through the camp, sending chills along Searon’s spine.
“I’m sorry. I was out of line to walk away from you.”
She peered deep into his eyes, her own silvery eye
