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But Brela wouldn’t forget. She held onto every memory of her home and she relived those horrors every night in her dreams. She felt that pain every time she touched the Veil shard in her chest or grazed the scar burned into her scalp. And she vowed to make those men suffer for what they had done.
When you glare like you’re going to burn down their forest, they’re going to think you want to burn down their forest.”
My mother always told me it was our duty to protect as many as we could, but that there was only so much we could do.
Brela cursed her traitorous eyes that had first scanned his visible, very well-defined muscles, then cursed her lungs for releasing an uncharacteristic sigh when she realized he wasn’t hurt. She bit her tongue before it betrayed her too.
Burning, the shard hissed. The dagger against her thigh bit her skin. Let him burn me, then.
“To find a different pillar to lean against so I can resume my glaring in peace and quiet,” he growled. Boelyn chuckled. “He’s going to find a pillar that has a better view of her.”
Serill only smiled wider as his friend squirmed in the background. “You two are going to set the forest on fire if you aren’t careful.”
No, he still meant what he said. He didn’t care what she had done to have debts to pay. She had been on his mind for a reason, and even if she didn’t want it, he would fight for her. Find a way to protect her.
“Is she really our enemy when she gave up her life for a man she just met?”
“We’ve faced so many horrors on our own. This time, we do it together.” Elias smiled softly and squeezed back. “For family.”
It would never make anything right, would never fix the wrongs, but he could still say them. He could still mean them, just as she had offered him the same honesty.
