33
Myla
Turns out, it’s not easy to sit still.
In an egg prison.
For hours and hours.
At least, I’ve found a comfy spot cuddling with my back against Lincoln’s chest. We spent more time going through all the Peli-related news in detail. I asked questions. Got answers. Now, we’re just hanging around and watching the blue forest grow.
It’s boring as Hell.
No, I take that back. It’s boring as High School. Far worse.
Lincoln twists a lock of my hair through his fingers. That feels really nice. “I’ve been thinking.”
“Let’s hear it.”
“Did you notice anything odd while traveling through the gateway?”
“My own screaming, that’s about it.”
His hair-twiddling stops. “I thought I saw Aldred.”
I suck in a shocked breath. “Now that you say it, I might have smelled him.”
Lincoln chuckles. “
