KAEL
“Go where?”
Her voice cut through the breeze, low but edged with panic. It wasn’t meant for me to hear —I could tell by the way she winced the moment the words left her lips, but I heard them, loud and clear.
“Go back to camp,” she said quickly, rubbing the back of her neck, that awkward little smile twitching at the corner of her lips.
I narrowed my eyes.
She was lying.
It didn’t seem like the kind of lie meant to deceive, or maybe it was. But it seemed like the kind you told when your heart was fighting against your mind.
“Are you sure?” I asked quietly, searching her face.
She nodded, far too fast.
I didn’t push it, not yet. If she was lying, I was going to find out soon enough.
I noticed how stiff she moved in the wagon, like the decision to return to the camp had wei
