Chapter 6
TAVLOR TOOK HIS SWORD and plunged it into the trees, closing his eyes and speaking his native Fae tongue. The sound was melodic, like a song I didn’t quite understand.
The trees began to rustle. He pulled the sword from the branches.
The wind picked up and magic began to swirl before us in the silver swirling portal.
“Let’s go.” He nodded toward the portal.
I stared at him. “You’re coming with me?”
He took my hand. “Yes, of course.” He looked at me as though I was mad for suggesting otherwise. “I told you, I need to make sure you arrive safely.”
With fear and apprehension pulsing through me, I squeezed his hand tightly.
He gave me a look that seemed to imply it would be all right, he would be with me, and I nodded back. I was glad he was here. I was glad I had him.
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