7. Zena

I can’t decide which is the weirder occurrence. The fact Padgett blatantly knew I was going to land in a pit or that Briss is the man to save me from it.

/At least it wasn’t Maddox/ Sybil suggested we slowly climbed up the slender trunk like a monkey. I don’t know if Briss thinks I weight the same as a fairy, but this tree is creaking like it could go at any time. Annoying he was right about the shirt too as the smaller branches and twigs scratched up my legs and arms.

“Shit I’m short,” I groan in frustration. I’ve spent at least ten hours in this hole now, I can’t face another minute longer. I look up, finally able to see his face properly. He was merely shadow and noise above before. Now I see his serious, studious face looking down at me as he lays down and offers me his arm.

No smile ,no wise-cracks or puns about the situation I’d found myself in. Even so when his rough hand clamps around mine I felt something. It wasn’t sparks, there’s no mate-bond going on here but he felt it t