“Other than these four,” I say, dragging my finger in a circle around the names, “I could use some help.”
Ellian holds my gaze and nods. “I’ll get in touch with the ones who I think will hold the most weight and agree. Lambrit, would you mind assisting me with this?”
“Not at all. Is that okay, Thay, or did you need me to do something else?”
“No, that’s perfect. Thank you both. Ellian, will you…”
Our gazes drift down to the parchment. I don’t know why I’m having such a hard time flat out asking. It just feels like I’m asking for favors, when it isn’t really that. The guys have more than earned this and deserve it. I think my fear that these Domain Gods are going to want to call in debts later is causing worry where worry shouldn’t be.
“Of course I will,” he says with a small bow of his head.
My shoulders slump as his name, followed by his newly appointed title, glows at the bottom of the page where the signature of the Entrusted Authority goes.
“You’re not going to get the rest of those signatures alone,” Sevryn grunts as he crosses his arms and stares me down.
“Yeah, no shit. You’re coming with me.”
“I don’t want to hear a fucking argument—wait, what did you say?”
“Dumbass.” Havar chuckles, earning himself a glare from Sevryn.
“I didn’t expect you to agree so easily.”
“Obviously.”
“Am I going with you two?” Yemi asks. There’s a touch of expectation in her tone, and I tighten my lips as I turn to her.
She huffs before I even open my mouth.
“I need you and Rose to stay here and keep this organized for me. I can’t go where I need to go and worry about setting times for meetings while also communicating with everyone. I also don’t want to carry the parchment around in my back pocket, so I need to be able to starshoot it here, but it needs to be protected. V can be our line of communication.”
She purses her lips and holds my pleading gaze for a moment longer.
“Fine. I am the best at keeping your life organized for you. Well, I suppose Amick and I make a good team.”
My soul shudders in my chest, but my wall locks its mournful ass down.
“You are,” I say, faking a smile I don’t feel.
“V, you know where the Goddess of Creation lives, right? And you’ll be able to starshoot us there when it’s time to go?”
“I’m sorry to say, I do not know. Valveilious wasn’t a place when I was their Vedarya. I know much about it and have seen much of it through the minds of others, but I’ve never traveled across its barrier myself. If you locate it, though, I will take all who are going.”
Shit. That wasn’t the answer I was expecting.
I pretty much chalked that part of the plan up to being taken care of.
My gaze roams across everyone as they look to me for the next thing on my agenda. My focus settles on Nero, who’s still scrutinizing the guys’ agreement like it personally offended him.
“Nero, I kind of have a big favor to ask.”
He snaps his attention to me. “What’s that?”
“I need you to locate the Goddess of Creation’s house for me. She starshot us straight from the Neutral to there. So I guess I remember the gardens. Or I suppose Doren, you can—”
“I know where the Goddess of Creation’s house is.”
Everyone whips their heads toward Iric.
