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We won’t see the ball in the dark.
TheDawn Chasertakes the impact. Wood explodes everywhere, and I’m knocked off my feet. This time Rocco catches me, pulling me down to the deck, covering me with his body as bits of wood and steel rain down. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. My heart is a wild roar in my ears, those sails snapping overhead, chains rattling.
It takes a second. A minute. An hour. An eternity. Eventually Rocco eases off me, and we sit up on the deck in the moonlight. I smell burned wood and smoldering sailcloth.
In front of me, there’s a ten-foot gap in the deck. The entire railing is missing, and I can see clear through to the deck below. I’m looking into the guards’ quarters.
My heart stops.
“Corrick,” I whisper. The word is barely out of my mouth before I’m screaming it. “Corrick! Corrick! Corrick!” I stumble toward the railing, staring into the blackness of the water. I can’t stop screaming his name, even when my voice turns harsh and ragged. He’s in the water. I need to go after him.
Arms close around me from behind. “Miss Tessa. Miss Tessa. We’re going too fast. He’s not down there.”
I remember the cannonball driving Marchon straight through the deck.
I imagine that happening to Corrick.
I imagine him drowning.
I choke on a sob, then fight Rocco’s grip. “Corrick!” I scream. “Rian! Turn back! Turn back! You have to turn back!”
But he doesn’t turn back.
Rocco doesn’t let go.
Corrick is gone.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Harristan
It’s well after midnight, and the forest is quiet, but I follow Karri along the pitch-black trails. Up ahead, there’s a glow between the trees, and my heart skips in my chest. Quint is just beside me, the two guards at my back. We’re all in heavy, hooded black cloaks, but they obscure my vision, and I almost wish we didn’t have them.
But I can’t afford to be recognized. Not yet.
When we draw close, a low hum of conversation is audible through the trees. I expected dozens of people. Maybe a hundred.
This looks like more than a thousand.
I nearly stop short. “We’ll be seen,” I say to Karri.
“No,” she says. “We have runners to draw the night patrol. That’s how they were able to attack so many Moonflower shipments.”
My eyes widen, but I continue.
Karri steps up in front of the crowd, taking a torch from a man waiting there. We cling to the shadows between the trees. Thorinis to my left, Quint to my right, with Saeth following closely behind. My breathing is still loud in my chest, and every breath feels like a struggle.
I haven’t taken a dose of Moonflower since Maxon gave me his.
A tiny flare of panic lodges in my heart, but I shove the fear away. People in the Wilds sometimes go forweekswithout medicine. I can last a day or two.
Karri steps onto a wide stump and calls out to the people. Her voice carries well. “You know Lochlan is gone, on a ship with Prince Corrick—”
“The consuls said those ships have sunk!” a woman calls back. “That the king killed them both!”
“Those are lies,” Karri says. “The consuls are trying to overthrow the king again, while Prince Corrick and Lochlan are away.”
A murmur runs through the crowd. My heart keeps pounding. At my side, I can feel Thorin’s tension. He and Saeth are two men. We have no horses. Few weapons. No matter what happens here, they can’t hold off a thousand rebels who might want me dead.
