The Songbird & the Heart of Stone (Crowns of Nyaxia, #3)

by Carissa Broadbent

“I don’t recognize this song,” I said, trying, unsuccessfully, to defuse the tension. “It’s different from the others you played.” “Nothing fancy. Just something I came up with.” My brows rose. “You wrote this?” “Wrote is a strong word. I just…” I was too close to him to see him, but I felt his muscles shift as he shrugged. And then he said, after a moment, “I just played the notes that sounded like you.”

I finally allowed myself to look at him. He knelt at the altar next to me. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Praying with you,” he said. As if it were obvious. “I thought you didn’t believe in prayer.” “I don’t,” he said. “But you do.”