When Rains Fall (The Lost Fields Book 1) by Cassidy Taylor

Author:Cassidy Taylor [Taylor, Cassidy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-15T16:00:00+00:00

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She slowed the horse to a walk only when she was sure they weren’t being pursued. When Tola began to stir, they stopped at a creek and dismounted. Sibba broke the frozen top layer with the ax handle and Tola drank deeply from the chilled water beneath. When she had her fill and leaned back against a nearby tree, Sibba drank, too, then sat back on her heels and looked down at herself.

She was disgusting. There was no sense denying it. She listened for a moment; there was only the sound of Tola’s shallow breathing and a gentle breeze rustling bare branches. Satisfied that the Endar guards had written her off as nothing more than a common thief not worth pursuing, she pulled her shirt over her head and examined it. It had been a deep blue once but now was brown with dirt and dried blood. She put it to the side and used her cupped hands to splash water over her torso. The scar was long and jagged. She brought a hand up to her cheek and wondered if it was just as ugly.

Tola was beside her suddenly, her frigid fingers covering Sibba’s, pressing their hands against her cheek. “Who did this?”

“Evenon,” Sibba answered, the name bitter on her lips. She should have known. She never should have let herself trust him.

Tola grunted and leaned back, her eyes focused on some spot over Sibba's head. “I should have known,” she said, echoing Sibba's own thoughts. “I felt the darkness around him but we all have our darkness, don’t we?” Tola was absentmindedly scrubbing at Sibba’s back with wet hands, working up to her shoulders until they were in her hair, picking at spots of something. Gods, was she picking out vomit?

Sibba's teeth chattered together as a chilled breeze froze the water on her skin, but she managed to say, “My fault. You…you saved me. What did you do?”

“I healed you with my energy. Some people call it spirit-healing.”

“Spirit?”

Tola bent to examine the scar. Sibba shivered again, but not because of the cold this time. “That’s what valas are meant to do,” Tola said almost absently. Lithe fingers pressed against her abdomen. The fine, downy hair on Tola’s arms tickled the sensitive skin there. “Use our connection with the spirits to heal, not harm. But my mother and Chief Grimsson have corrupted our way of life. That is why I feel I must come with you.”

“Why?”

“Estrid told me everything. Where you’re going and why. I will help you, but you have to take me with you when you leave the Fields.”

“Why me?” Sibba asked.

“Because I think you have the power to make a difference. You saw me. You called to me. You survived.”

Together they worked to clean her up, and then she reluctantly slipped back into the dirty shirt. There was no time to wash it, and she had lost her spare on the Malstrom.

“Come on,” Tola said. “We have to find Estrid.” Tola hauled her to her feet.

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