Iron Flame (The Empyrean, #2)

by Rebecca Yarros

My lips part. Shit. Shit. Shit. “They’re close,” she signs. “But that’s a seven. And there are seven circles on the wardstone in Aretia. Seven runes. Seven,” she repeats that last word, as if I could have possibly misunderstood. Seven. Thoughts spin in my head too quickly to grab ahold of just one. “This journal has to be…wrong,” she signs when I remain silent. I close the book and hand it to her. “Thank you. You should go to the infirmary. Sawyer is there, and if we—” She shoves the journal into her robes and begins signing before I finish. “Why is Sawyer in the infirmary?” Her eyes fly wide. “A wyvern took his leg.” She inhales swiftly. “Go. If we evacuate the wounded, Maren said she’d watch over him, so if we evacuate, that’s the safest place for you to be. She’ll get you both out.” Jesinia nods. “Be safe.” “You, too.”