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“Eleri has a clothing shop in town. Is Odik part of your clan?”
“He’s the caedos or leader of the Zephyr Clan.”
“Where dotheylive?” She looked up at me sweetly, almost with what I took for appreciation in her eyes.
My chest puffing, I guided her along the street toward our home. “Odik’s clan built homes on tall islands far out in the sea.”
She gasped. “The dresalods must threaten them too.”
“Sometimes. They’re quite good at fighting them off, and their homes are built at the highest points of the island.”
She clutched my forearm. “How many orcs die in each battle?”
“Not many. We’ve learned their weaknesses and enhanced our own skills with the weapons that kill them the easiest. I fight from Feyla’s back, for example, and she’s quite adept at evading their claws.”
“Yet they keep coming, you said.”
“They breed and mature fast.” And they were eager to eat us.
“You need a permanent solution,” she said.
“Short of moving away from the city where we’ll then face the shaydes, we have no choice but to remain here.”
A frown knit her brow. “Then we need to think of a way to keep them from returning without losing any more orcs.”
“They live deep beneath the sea where we can’t reach them.”
“You’ve built a wall around the city. Could you build a wall farther out to sea or use . . . a net of some sort to hold them back?”
“These are solid ideas we’ve considered already. The dresalods can scale most walls. They find our metal structures more of a challenge.”
“How did you craft the metal you use for your buildings?”
Pausing, I tapped a smooth, silver wall gleaming in the sunlight. “We construct the building from wood and attach the metal to the outer surface, using a system that ensures there’s almost no seam for them to latch onto.”
“The buildings in your city are stunning. As we flew close with Feyla, the city looked like a giant basket full of precious silver jewelry.”
“Our system wouldn’t work with a wall built up from the sea floor. It would rust and the wood would rot too quickly.”
“A net then?”
“They could climb over the top or slice through it with their claws.”
She sighed. “I wish I could think of something that would help.”
She was new to the city, and her perspective would be different. Maybe she could come up with an idea we hadn’t thought of.
“If anyone could think of a way, it would be the king’s advisors, and sadly, they’ve yet to find a solution.” I led her down a street exiting the main route.
She nodded pertly. “I’ll think about it and let you know if I come up with something.”
“Why? I understand not wanting to see others harmed, but as far as I can see, you don’t consider this your home.” Would she ever feel she belonged here?
“I’m warming up to the idea.” With that, she continued walking.
I scurried—no, Istrode—to catch up with her and took her hand, squeezing it. It warmed me through when she said things like that.
Talking with her like this, instead of snapping about one thing or another with her, only made me long to claim her fully. I thought I could hold myself back while pleasuring her, but I suspectedImight soon be the one begging.
