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“He changed you?”
I could sense his confusion and even his hurt. He felt betrayed.
“You don’t…look different.”
“I am tired of being weak, Killian.”
“You are not weak,” he said, angry. “Just because you are not invincible does not mean you are weak.”
I smiled at him. “In this world, I am, and I am tired of being the one targeted for that weakness. At least now, it will be harder for them to kill me. I’d like it to be the same for you.”
He was quiet, though as fiercely as he had reacted, I did not feel the distance I had expected. I knew he struggled over whether my change affected his loyalty to me.
“Think on it,” I said. “You will be my first.”
***
We marched out.
Adrian and I rode side by side, flanked by Daroc, Solaris, Killian, and Gavriel.
Miha and Isac lingered near as my assigned guards, minus Sorin, and I could feel their collective sense of betrayal and confusion.
Behind us, the villagers of Cel Ceredi had gathered, and I wondered if they thought we were abandoning them as they watched us depart in the night.
If they had loyalty to Solaris,I thought,at least he is at our side.
As we continued, I found myself craning my neck, searching the sky for any sign of Sorin. Daroc was doing it too, but trying to be far more subtle.
“He is not here,” said Adrian, and when I looked at him, he was staring straight ahead.
“How do you know?” I asked.
“Sorin isn’t stupid. He knows if he is found, he will die.”
“Perhaps that is what he wants,” I said.
“If that were true, he would not have fled.”
Adrian’s comment left me feeling betrayed once more, and I realized that I had to consider all of Sorin’s actions as deceptive, even his heartache over Daroc. It was like being stabbed all over again as I tried to decide what had been real and genuine and what had been a ruse.
Several scouts rode ahead of us, fanning out through the woods. They were sent ahead to search for signs of monsters, signs of Ravena, and decide where we would camp in the daylight. At some point, our position in line changed, and Adrian and Daroc led while I followed behind with Killian and Gavriel on either side. Miha and Isac were at my back.
I had yet to meet with Gavriel or learn the full extent of his observations while in Lara, and he took his time to speak.
“I have information for you, my queen,” Gavriel said. “About the Sanctuary of Asha.”
“Please, tell me,” I said.
“The priestess who claimed that Asha had sent her a vision of their salvation is named Imelda. She says the incarnated woman has great power, matched only by that of the Blood King.”
I knew Imelda. She was the head priestess of the Sanctuary of Asha. She had married Adrian and I, but outside that, my only interactions with her had been her attempts to berate me for not setting a better example as princess of Lara and sole heir.
“Your father worships the goddess, as do his people,” she had told me one day. “Will you continue to set such a blasphemous example when you are queen?”
“You speak to the goddess, priestess?” I asked.
“Of course,” she said, haughty.
