He stops a bare hand span before me. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? To get away from the court? Then run away, Thorn. I won’t stop you anymore.” “If I truly wanted that, I should have left Tarinon by now.” He takes a heavy breath and lets it out slowly. “You told me once that you could not find a way to leave, nor a place to go.” “I have found a way since,” I tell him, thinking of Red Hawk.
