The morning wind bit into my skin as the king’s beast soared. The world seemed to come to a standstill as we flew. My mind wandered a dark place and I felt caught in a pit of darkness, drowning in a sea of numbness while reaching for something. That something was Mikhail. I did not want to think of what I would do if we got to him too late. I did not want to imagine losing him. Not when I just got him.
“Adela?” The voice in my head loosened my grip on the king’s beast for a second. I tightened my hands around the dragon beneath me before I fell. The wind rushing at us drowned out my scream, but I screamed. I had never been happier to have a voice in my head.
“Mikhail – Mikhail?” Much as I wished he could, I knew he could not hear me. He could not read minds but I silenced the voice in
