Daughter of Retribution (Crescent Queen Book 1) by Wren Cartwright

Author:Wren Cartwright [Cartwright, Wren]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2021-03-09T00:00:00+00:00

Soon we left the Gwynoan forest behind, trekking through various farmland and marshes. Sleeping was easy enough, someone was always awake to keep watch, and we worked in shifts. Corsin pulled just as many as Callisa or me, determined not to let his status impact his workload. It raised my opinion of him, having as many sleepless nights as we did. We did not run into anyone, although I remained on edge that we would be found again. Powerful beings may have surrounded me, but I felt particularly vulnerable after the last attack. I kept picturing that woman’s face, the halo of blood around her chest and her unseeing eyes.

I sunk into the grass as we set up for the night, resting my aching feet. I had been training for several hours every morning with Callisa and Corsin, using my blades, fists, and legs. I was determined to never find myself at the mercy of another with a knife to my throat, determined not to let my training fall through due to circumstances. I had come into the situation helpless and scared, but I would not leave it that way.

It was interesting watching Corsin fight; he transformed from a quiet, introspective being into a challenging, unyielding, pillar of force. He moved fluidly, flying through stances and striking without warning. His horns glowed in the morning light, emphasizing his otherness. I was grateful to be learning from them both. Although, I missed Elias. His gruff, no-nonsense attitude; his reluctant praise, and tough love. The way the corner of his mouth turned up when I fell on my back as if he were trying his hardest not to smile. I missed Carwyn’s dry humor and Bastien’s brilliant smile. Azael… I shook my head, focusing on the current moment. I would see my friends soon enough.

I had not tried to summon the moon bolt since that first time it had struck, when our captors had me cornered. I wasn’t sure I could even call it whenever I wanted to. Though I could feel the thrum of power in my veins, like something dormant in me had awoken. I only hoped that Lavinia’s spell would continue to counteract the vital essence I was holding. I had so many questions, but I had not seen Sinaia in my dreams since that last night where she told me to enter the Gwynoan forest. Could I usually only draw from the moon at night? Can I use it multiple times in one day?

I inhaled the crisp night air, letting it filter through my body and regulate my breathing, watching the stars emerge and twinkle between the tops of the trees.

“It’s not surprising you have such a strong connection to nature,” Corsin mused quietly. “I can see it in you, more than that, I can feel it in you.”

I raise onto my elbows, propping myself up and turning my head to face him. He was perched on a nearby log, his robes dragging along the ground. He looked happier with dirt in his clothes and the moon shining on his face than he did in his tree.

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