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My father is a fool. He thinks that the world revolves around the na fir ghorma, that we’re far more than the tiny drop in the ocean than we are.
Macey chewed on her bottom lip, not quite sure how she was meant to respond to that. She hadn’t been particularly expecting a Prince to speak so blatantly against his father.
“What are the Sìth doing?” She wasn’t sure she really wanted to know, but needed to nonetheless. Especially if she was a Warden.
We’re not entirely sure. She wondered briefly who ‘we’ were, but now wasn’t the time to ask. Hopefully, it would come clear in time.
“Helpful,” Jared muttered behind her, and she just about managed to stop herself from throwing him a glare. Comments like that really weren’t helpful.
“What do you think they’re up to then?” she asked instead, hoping Muahwa would ignore Jared. She made a mental note to punish him for it later. Maybe she’d find out what his deepest fantasy was and then do it in front of him with Flint or Cam. Or Flint and Cam. Oops. Probably best not to have thoughts like that while discussing something as serious as she was.
We need you to find out.
“Wait, what? I thought you wanted us here so you could explain the problem to us?” She felt a little outraged. This was a complete waste of time if it wasn’t actually going to help them get any further forward.
Did you know there was a problem before coming here?
“No,” Macey said.
“Yes,” Flint countered, stepping forward and pressing his hand into the small of Macey’s back. “We couldn’t get to Earth,” he reminded her, his eyes softening with affection as he looked at her. She could get used to that. Very much so.
And you weren’t doing anything about it? Muahwa’s face didn’t change, but his inflexion brought raised eyebrows to mind.
“We’d only just discovered the issue,” Flint countered. “We were on our way to do something about it.” Macey placed a calming hand on his arm, hoping that he wouldn’t go any further. She could tell just from the way he was speaking that he was on the verge of getting defensive. And while she kind of liked his riled-up side, here really wasn’t the place. Flames were easily doused by water, and that was all around them.
Ah.
“We were on our way to visit Malan before you interrupted us,” Macey said softly, using all her diplomatic skills to try and ensure that this didn’t end badly. How had she ended up with someone so hot-headed? She smothered a snort. Hot-headed. She wondered exactly how far that would go...
Malan won’t have the answers.
“Do you know that for sure?” Cam asked. “Malan is a prophet.” He sounded so reasonable, particularly compared to the other two.
No, but Malan’s powers are limited, I doubt he will know any more than I do.
Macey crossed her arms and turned to face the Prince. “So what you’re saying is that something, somewhere is wrong. You think it’s the Sìth doing it, but no one knows anything that might help us.”
Pretty much. He sounded amused. Least that made one of them.
“And why aren’t you doing something about this yourself?” Macey asked, annoyed at the expectations he seemed to have. Just because that Malan guy had come up with a prophecy didn’t mean that she’d actually have to believe in it. And even if it was true, nowhere did it say that the Wardens had to help the na fir ghorma deal with the Sìth. Couldn’t they just fight it out among themselves? Macey had more important things to do, and most of them involved the three men standing behind her. Waves, they promised her a waffle!
We cannot leave the sea for long. We are bound to the water and wither away the further we are away from it. The Staran are a grey zone in which we can stay longer than on land, but now that it is no longer working as it used to, we are stranded here in our underwater home.
Muahwa actually looked quite sad, if his expression could be interpreted as such. The giant mouth made it hard to guess what he was feeling.
Maybe the na fir ghorma weren’t that similar to the kelpies after all. Not many kelpies wanted to leave their lochs, but it didn’t do them any harm if they did. Most didn’t like their human looks though, so they preferred to be half or fully shifted in the water.
Thinking of shifting made Macey’s skin itch. She was surrounded by water yet she wasn’t able to swim in it. Maybe she could persuade them to give her some alone time later on. The seawater was calling to her and after the terrible chlorinated pool water in the guys’ home, this would be pure bliss.
“So what do you want us to do?” she asked, still not sure about the blue man’s intentions.
Travel to the Sìth. Talk to them. If they control the Staran and they’re no longer working as they should, it must be their doing. Force them to return things to how they were before. Maybe that will calm the storms.
“Wait, how are the Staran linked to the weather?” This was getting more confusing by the minute.
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his time it was Cam who answered. “The Staran link the worlds. Imagine it as the glue that keeps them connected. That they allow us to travel on it is just a side effect, I believe. I don’t think that the Sìth created them, either. It’s sentient somehow, and much more powerful than they are. No, if the Staran are not allowing us to travel on it, it’s a symptom that something is seriously wrong with them.”
