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To the quiet girls with stories in their heads. To their dreams—and their nightmares.
“Having hope does not make me delusional, Elspeth,”
If he looked back at me as he slipped through the armory doors, I did not know it. I was trying with all my might not to look back at him.
I felt tethered—wrapped in an invisible string that tied me to the Captain of the Destriers.
He drew me out of my Nightmare-infested mind into myself.
And even then, no one had ever held me so tightly—as if they needed me in their arms as much as I needed to be held. As if nothing else mattered but to hold one another.
“Are you still pretending?” I said, reveling in his gaze. Ravyn gave a surprised laugh and, in front of everyone, leaned in and kissed me. “I never was,” he whispered into my lips.
And it hurt more than he’d ever imagined it could to think she might be gone forever.
