Let me help you. “Don’t, Ravyn—” I gasped. But it was too late. He had already broken his promise. The intrusion into my mind felt like someone had splashed me with icy water. I felt it in my ears—my eyes—my nostrils, into the roof of my mouth. I coughed, gasping for air. It’s all right, Elspeth, Ravyn’s voice echoed in my head. You can do this—choose your words carefully. He asked you what happened—not how it happened. But I hardly heard him. I was too busy shouting, my fingers digging into the Captain of the Destriers’ palm. No, no, no! I told you, no, Ravyn! Breathe, Elspeth, he said, his
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