Chapter Eleven
Lochlan
“Are we there yet?” Myles asked, returning his book to his saddlebag. Lochlan had never seen anyone read a book while riding horseback. He was itching to try it next time he traveled. When the human wasn’t with him, of course.
“Actually, your incessant questions are about to pay off,” Lochlan nodded across the bleak plains. “See how the grass is greener in the distance? That means we’re nearing the Gelsi border. We’ll arrive before sunset.”
“Thank god, my butt is saddle sore, and I’m frying like a burger in this heat.” Myles shifted on his mount.
“Human, there are some things you should just keep to yourself.”
“I feel like you’ve said that before.”
“I have. You are like Brea. You don’t listen.”
“We tend to just be us.” Myles shrugged, shielding his eyes in th
