“Come,” Tillia said. “What about Brielle and Jocelyn?” Both had fallen behind a bit and had just reached the clearing. “They’ll be taken care of. Don’t worry. They won’t be far. Unless you need their assistance?” “No.” There was nothing I couldn’t do for myself. And with that came another wash of guilt. I hadn’t needed either of them since we left Quentis. They didn’t need to be here with me. The sooner I could send them both home with the information for Father, the better.
