Chapter 57 Shauna
The desert sky was a deep purple, the sand reflecting the light of the moon in pale gold strands of shifting dunes. The cool breeze that she tried to avoid when she was in the control of the Dark Ones feels calming now. It lifted the short strands of hair from her face, the uneven edges tickling her cheeks.
“That’s definitely a look, Flynn,” Ward said, glancing her way. “It isn’t bad, but next time, maybe see someone that knows their way around a pair of scissors.”
She laughed, and it felt strange. Good—it felt good to laugh with her friend. “You’re one to talk. What happened to Mister clean-shaven? I’m going into the queen’s military. I have to be perfect.”
He pulled at the thick beard he had going on. “You know, I’ve found the military isn’t all it’s cracked up t
