Aryl's treatment of me didn't improve on our road trip, if anything, he was determined to make it worse. Not only did he jerk my head around by yanking my mane, but he loved to dig his heels into my sides with as much force as he could muster.
"Where are we going next?" he demanded as he yanked my mane straight back so hard I came to a complete stop.
I hated sirens.
"We're visiting a hind," I replied.
"A hind?" Aryl scoffed. "Why should we waste our time with a singular entity? What can a single hind do against the imps?"
"She's a golden hind," I ground out through my teeth. Only the thought of Nicon kept me from bucking this guy off and abandoning the lot of them.
"So?"
"So she has great power, she is the last of her kind and has all of their knowledge, all of their magic, all
