Cormorant Run by J. C. McKenzie

Author:J. C. McKenzie [McKenzie, J. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781999239497
Publisher: JCM Publications
Published: 2020-11-30T07:00:00+00:00

25

“Fate has a strange way of making plans.”

David Levithan

The plan was simple—get in, release Ava, and get out. Preferably without raising any alarms or losing a limb or life. Ronin listened to Cora’s plan as they retraced their steps to Alara on the horses. At least Cora didn’t have a martyr complex or grandiose plans of bringing the human with them.

Outside of town and out of sight from the main road, they rested before slathering mud over Ronin’s wings. The mud muted the white of most of his feathers, but as far as camouflaging went, the attempt was rather futile. He kept his mouth shut, though. If Cora wanted to rub him down, he wouldn’t complain. It had been a heroic effort on his part not to grab her, throw her down in the mud and find an even more enjoyable way to get dirty.

Currently, Cora crouched by his side behind a dense hedge, peering over the edge to watch the town through the trees. Ronin would rather watch Cora, but she’d probably slap him and tell him to focus.

“I just don’t know where she’ll go if her whole village has allowed her captivity and torture.” Cora flicked a small rock with her finger.

“Not with us.” He stretched out his wings, enjoying the freedom of movement without the splint. The swelling around the break had disappeared, leaving only a dull throb in the middle section of his wing if he overused it, or a pinch of pain if he moved the wrong way. Right now, “overuse” involved too much extending and flapping while standing. He wouldn’t risk flying with it yet. If he rebroke the bone now, they’d never get back to the Eyrie.

The minx rolled her eyes. “Yes, Your Majesty. I’ve already agreed with you the other eight million times you mentioned it.”

“First of all, stop calling me that. The proper way to address me is ‘Your Highness’ or ‘Oh My God.’ Second, you’re exaggerating. We’ve discussed Ava maybe five times, tops.” He liked it when she got all sassy and spoke back to him like this. No one else in the Eyrie dared, except his sister and father. “I don’t particularly care where she goes. I just want to find out what she knows.”

Cora blinked at him.

“What?”

“Just wondering when you were going to mention the bard training.”

Goes and knows. He’d rhymed unintentionally. “Cute.”

She dipped her chin. “If you wanted to get more information, maybe you should’ve let one of the hunters live long enough to question.”

He scowled. The thought had occurred to him, too, but the idea struck him as he hurtled the second man over the cliff’s edge. A little too late to recover that one. He’d been so focused on securing Cora’s safety he hadn’t thought two to three moves ahead. His father would’ve been so disappointed in him.

A gentle breeze teased Cora’s black hair, whipping the part that had a streak of white across his face. The little slaps of hair reminded him to focus,

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