Destiny (Heroes by Necessity Book 3) by Riley S. Keene

Author:Riley S. Keene [Keene, Riley S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Keene Publishing
Published: 2018-07-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Elise’s temper flared as she watched Athala stomp off towards their shared room.

In a hierarchy of needs, an immediate threat was more important than a future one. They needed to deal with Undyt now, as made perfectly clear by Meodryt. Dealing with Ibeyar was a future issue, but it was one they could take their time with.

But not without Athala.

Without the wizard, they were hobbled. There was no possible way for them to take on the dragon without the wizard’s spells.

Elise hoped Athala was just blowing off steam. Perhaps she’d go and bathe, and then come out with a clear head and talk to Elise and Ermolt as if they were her friends and equals, instead of as if they were surrogate parents telling her to clean her room and dust the cupboards.

But then she stomped past them.

And out the door.

Elise tried to get up and follow the wizard, but Ermolt laid a hand to her wrist and held her in place.

It was painful, watching Athala leave the tavern without so much as looking at them.

Worry boiled within Elise. She immediately feared the thousands of things that could happen to Athala without them nearby, and then the thousands of other things that could happen to them without the wizard to back them up.

She reviewed every situation that could possibly happen now, and they were all bleak.

There was no outcome where they didn’t fail.

Where Ibeyar didn’t win.

Elise collapsed back into her seat, guilt and shame washing over her. Athala could be hard-headed, and it often took extreme measures to break through and make her understand things she often didn’t want to hear or purposefully misheard. But Elise knew she went too far in the attempt to show her the error of her thought process. She brought up the one forbidden topic, Athala’s abusive and potentially parricidal brother.

Now Athala was off to study anyway, and any hope they had of just breaking out ahead of Ibeyar was crushed under her stomping feet.

When Athala returned, Elise would owe her an apology.

She knew she wasn’t wrong in the exchange, as childish as it seemed now in her memory, but she would still apologize. Because being right but mean was no way to be.

Elise looked to Ermolt. The barbarian had returned to eating his breakfast after he ensured Elise wouldn’t pursue Athala. He purposefully avoided looking at her.

Did he think she was angry? Was his first thought that she would explode at him next in retaliation, or just rant about Athala’s behavior?

Any other day, she may have played right into his expectations. But after last night, both the chase through the city and Meodryt’s anger in her dreams, she was too tired. She didn’t have the energy to keep her concern hidden behind anger all morning.

Elise winced at the realization and looked down at her hands. She had to work on her temper. Had to work on getting herself under control. Her friends couldn’t suffer because she was unable to explain her care for them without yelling.

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