“I am not sure, lady. In the past, she left her mark wherever she held sway, but there must be someone who knows of her whereabouts.”
Her stomach knotted in frustration at being left out of his plan, eliminated without a question. But why did that bother her so much? She wasn’t equipped to take on an ancient, evil deity, and she had no desire to fight whichever creatures would serve such a goddess. One ice monster and a rampaging giant had proved more than enough for her. But the feeling would not relent either. Scad would have known what to say to return her to herself, but she did not.
Iellieth couldn’t stop thinking about the attack on the orchard. “Marcon, do you think, if Alessandra is still out there somewhere, that she has undead forces working for her?”
“You said that you aren’t
