Chapter 6
“We can’t find her anywhere, Varra.”
Yvayne turned her searching gaze from the mountainside to Erolina, one of the saudad rangers, in front of her. “That’s not possible. Keep looking. Have Cassian and his people come back from inside the Hold?”
“Not yet.”
“Send someone to uncover what they’ve found.” Erolina nodded and strode away through the snow. Any number of disasters could have befallen Iellieth after her arrival here, but Lucien couldn’t have adapted so quickly to the half-elf’s surprise relocation, especially as his servants were ready and waiting for her in Hadvar. The cold wind whipped at her ears, and Yvayne drew the black-furred collar tighter around her neck.
“Varra Yvayne, Varra.” A heavily accented voice alighted on the wind and glided toward her. Down the moun
