*Blanca* Before I even open my eyes, I know that something is different. My back hurts, and the bed beneath me feels harder than usual. The pillow beneath my head doesn’t quite feel right either. It’s familiar–but it’s not the paper thin slip of fabric I’m used to resting my head on. When the pil
“I’m sorry, too.” I mean it, and I think he also means it. I can’t imagine all of those people dying. Why would anyone do that? I don’t think Gavin Solberg is my father, but if he was, I wouldn’t want to admit it. Maybe that’s why Kieran is here. He doesn’t want to be related to him anymore either
*Kieran*If I was smart, I’d rest during the day and run at night. But I guess I’m not that smart because the sun is hanging overhead, and Blanca and I have been running for hours. We hug the base of the mountains for shelter to exclude anyone coming up on that side. So far, despite the messages fro
Rogues.“Fuck,” I think to myself as I size them up. They are large, four males and two females, and by the looks of things, they are not from Dun’s Crossing. Their fur is brown and silver. My best guess is that they are from the kingdom on the other side of this mountain range, and they’ve crossed
*Blanca*I’m wrapping strips of my extra skirt around Kieran’s shoulder wishing I had something to disinfect the wound with. Of course, I had nothing like that in my room back in the castle, so it wasn’t like I just forgot it. I had very little. If Kieran would’ve known he was coming with me, he cou
“What was the story?” He yawns a little, and I know I should let him sleep. But he asked.“He said that many years ago, the kingdom across the sea, Sundrop Gem, grew quickly and became a flourishing kingdom. They had a lot of horse drawn carriages and the like, and they needed all of the surrounding
*Kieran*It makes me uncomfortable to admit that she makes me feel comfortable.It seems ironic, but it’s true.She’s not supposed to make me feel this way because, in the crevices of my mind, the ones that haven’t adjusted to the new reality yet, she’s my sister.Even though I know she’s not, and e
By dusk, we are higher up in the mountains than I intended. I think I may have swung us a little too far to the west. I start to think about going back down, but somehow I’ve lost my bearings. We are on a cliff, and it’s getting darker by the moment when I start to think I might smell rogues in the