Seren rose and turned me out of her embrace as she backed from the secure. I’m not laying an egg. I’m returning to Gorlassar. I’ll search as I work my approach again to Kelyn and inform him you’re trying. That’s it. In case you spot Kenrik’s mild, inform me.

Seren, please. Don’t go.

I’ve to search for him. You stick with Caedryn. You’re in too fragile a state.

I’m not fragile! I yelled.

Seren stretched. Goodbye, Niawen. Discover Kenrik. You’re his solely hope.

She paused and flexed her wings. Ask your self why Kenrik would go away. Ask your self what Caedryn would do if he knew Kenrik got here for you, that he wished to carry you again. What would Caedryn do?

What are you saying?

Ask Caedryn if he is aware of the place Kenrik is. Who lured you right here so he may have you ever for himself? Who’s determined sufficient to hide his true nature? Who calls himself grasp of deception? Who’s the double agent?

Seren jumped into the sky.

That was previously! I wailed.

Seren disappeared past the citadel’s wall.

“That is insanity, Seren! How will you say this?” I screamed into the open air. Her accusations. Her insinuations. How dare she?

Niawen. Simply ask. If you need me to fly you away—

NO! I ripped my dragon stone off and tossed it into the snow, slicing off Seren’s ideas. I immediately felt chilly, as if I used to be going into shock, as if I had reduce my coronary heart out.

She broke my coronary heart. We had been one. She was the pal who knew me inside and outside. We breathed as one. We thought as one.

However I hid every little thing from her. I demolished the bridge linking our belief. I used to be egocentric and uncaring for her and her emotions.

My dragon sister.

With out Seren I wasn’t even a dragon guardian. I had no ties to my house. No obligation left. No honor.

“What have I performed?” I crawled by means of the snow and pawed round till I discovered the stone. I slid it over my head. Seren?

No Reply.

“Seren!”

SIXTY-ONE

I paced within the infirmary. I couldn’t see Kenrik. I discerned for roughly an hour, scanning the countryside. Miles of Rolant. Miles of Talfryn. I discovered Kelyn simply, close to the bottom of the mountains in his nation. I even noticed Sieffre and Sorfrona within the palace on the hill. Tiwlip sat beside Brenin’s mild. I imagined her rubbing his again whereas he cried in his mattress, clutching the cow I knew Kenrik had carved for him. Why did these lights spring readily into my thoughts and Kenrik’s didn’t?

No mild.

It meant dying.

He was lifeless.

No no no. If Kenrik had been lifeless, I’d comprehend it. As certain as I knew the solar would rise tomorrow and blood nonetheless flowed in my veins and coronary heart.

Kenrik! I gripped the desk, looking. My chest was exploding as my coronary heart slammed towards my ribs.

Niawen. The phrase was a groan. His groan. Niawen. Faint.

I nearly anticipated him to be mendacity on a mattress.

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