Or so Wrenley says.
I wish I could speak to Ezryn about it. I don’t want to believe such things about him. But then again, I wouldn’t doubt the lengths he’d go to for his mate.
Tilting my head, I study the woman across from me. Would I go to the same lengths for her?
“What I mean,” Wrenley says, when I don’t reply, “is aren’t you worried about your sister? You keep putting yourself in these dangerous situations, and if something happens to you …”
I pause, catching onto her meaning. “My Blessing would pass to her.”
“Kairyn would stop at nothing to hunt her down. Her Blessing wouldn’t be cursed like yours is. But even with such a power, Delphia would never be able to stand against Kairyn and his forces.”
Explaining the curse and showing my wolf to Wrenley hadn’t been my favorite thing ever, but Fare had been there, and he made everything easier. Surprisingly, Wrenley had taken it all in her stride.
Though, I know she wonders why I’m not motivated to break my curse. Why I haven’t even kissed her. How can I get to know her, really? How can I even think about her when my realm is occupied? My sister is a runaway, Rosalina is missing, and I bloody miss Farron so much it hurts.
With my free hand, I touch the metal cuff around my forearm, the one forged from our bargain. We struck it on the battlefield of Autumn, so that my strength might belong to him as long as he never forgets that moment. The moment where we both finally claimed our love out loud.What would you do if you were here, Fare?
It comes to me in an instant. Wine sloshes over the lip of my cup as I stand. “We’ll go to her.”
“What?” Wrenley rises quickly.
“We’ll go to Delphie. Claudius said she was spotted along Veritas Bay,” I say. Farron would never abandon his family. He would do anything for them. “We can rent a sailboat and find her. I know where she would conceal a ship around there.”
“Where?”
But I’m already packing my bag, throwing in clothes and waterskins. “We’ll find her and make sure she’s not doing anything rash. Maybe she has information on what’s going on with the other realms.”
“I’m not going to sea—I can’t.”
“Then stay,” I say, making my way to the kitchen.
Only silence echoes behind me, and I turn to see tears pooling in her eyes.
“Shit, Wren, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.” Then I shrug. “I thought you’d like going out to sea. Wasn’t your dad a fisherman?”
Wrenley shakes her head and steps closer to me. “I’ll go. One of the other acolytes owes me a favor. She could say I’m sick for a few days. I’ll just have to put a few things in place tonight.”
“I only meant this could be dangerous.”
She gently touches my chest, fingers resting over my seashell necklace. Farron strung it for me, and for many years it held the token of Summer. Wrenley’s staring at the necklace’s newest addition, a nautilus shell, gleaming gold. The one she gave me from her own necklace, the day I saved her from drowning.
“Where you go, I go,” she says softly.
I force a tight smile. “Once we figure thisout, we’ll figureusout. I promise.”
“I’ve waited years for this, Daytonales. I can wait until you’re ready.”
“Thank you.” I look out the small window to the peek of blue beyond. “At dawn, we head to sea.”
As I stare at the horizon, I feel like it’s calling me in a way it never has before. A tether drawing me deep beneath the blue waves.
CHAPTER 7
Rosalina
Agirl … swimming through the water.
I blink my eyes again. She can’t be more than sixteen, if that. The dappled light casts ripples over her dark brown skin, and her eyes meet mine. Iknowher. I’ve seen her before.
