"Come on," the healer had said, pale and swaying on her feet.
"What are you?" Molly asked in wonder, allowing her thunk-step thunk-step gait to follow Ghia to an unlikely freedom.
The healer didn't answer, just turned to Jester. "We're escaping."
One eye flickered open. "Yeah. Good luck with that."
"You're not coming?" They were already walking away, not wasting time.
"I'll just end up back here. Saves time this way."
They'd fled then, flying through the halls as fast as stealth allowed, not even stopping to say goodbye.
"Ghia," Molly dared to whisper as they got closer to the stables where horses awaited. "Why now? I thought Anala and Yarrow were going to finish it today, and then I'd be free."
"Yarrow's gone," Ghia said, cutting her off as they flew down the last stretch to the s
