When the Moon Hatched (Moonfall, #1)

by Sarah A. Parker

“All going to plan, I should be back before the Great Flurrt to help raise the platforms.” My gaze snaps to him so fast my head spins. “The miskunn predicted that’ll be in thirty aurora cycles . . .” “Correct.” “You’re leaving for thirty aurora cycles?” “It’s a big kingdom, Veya. I can’t just fluff around here when there’s shit to do. I’ve been south for a while, and the kingdom doesn’t run itself.” “Sounds like a convenient excuse to run away.” He tips his head to the side, eyes narrowing. “You told me to tread carefully or she’ll incinerate herself. This is me treading carefully.” His stare softens a little. “She doesn’t want me around. I’m simply abiding.” “You tossed her a sack of gold, Kaan. She’s probably halfway out the door. It’s only a matter of time before she’s wielded against us.” “Dragon bloodstone,” he corrects, and I groan. “And she’s not halfway out the door. She walked straight past the carter hutch and headed for the western point.” My heart stops, all the blood rushing from my face. Sharp prickles of emotion pierce the backs of my eyes. “She’s still in there,” I whisper past the swelling pip in my throat. Elluin. Kaan nods—just once. “Somewhere.” I swat a tear from my cheek.