Okay? I called back to them. Vida gave me a thumbs-up, swallowing hard, as if she didn’t trust herself to speak just yet. Liam?
She had killed so many people today. Not on purpose, and not directly, yet the burden seemed no less vast. No less complete.She almost … she almost wished Corlant’s curse had killed her in the end. At least then all of these lost souls might still be alive.
Eventually, Merik was too ill for her to ignore. He was pale, shaking, and his Threads were fading too fast.So Iseult shoved aside everything she felt—every Thread that was never meant to hold sway—and she scooted closer to Merik. Where is the Jana? she asked, thinking his crew could get him to a healer. She and Safi had left the horses, and Iseult had no idea where the nearest living city might be. Highness, I need to know where the Jana is. She cupped his face. How can I reach it?Merik was shivering now, his arms clutched to his chest, yet his skin roasting to the touch. His Threads were growing paler and paler …
But Iseult would be damned if she was going to let him die. She leaned in close. Made him meet her eyes. How can I contact the Jana, Highness?Lejna’s wind … drum, he croaked. Hit it.
Iseult released his face, her gaze flying over the street … There. At the eastern corner of town, only a few blocks away, was a drum identical to the one on the Jana.
Iseult scrabbled upright. The salty morning spun, and her muscles felt like shredded glass. But she put one foot in front of the other … until at last she reached the drum.There was something he wasn’t saying. So it’s not about revenge?
That’s the thing. He looked at me then, and I realized that his brown eyes were terrified. I’m from a long line of murderers and torturers, he said quietly. What if I like it?That brought me up short, but only for a moment. Magical specialty isn’t the same thing as destiny, kid. I know a boundary witch who could tell you all about that.
His eyes widened, but Will and Kirsten came through the door before he could respond.Will looked worried and haggard, wearing the same clothes as the day before. How is Jesse’s brother? he asked me.