The Heir's Descent by RACHEL HETRICK

Author:RACHEL HETRICK
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: D2D
Publisher: Via Veritas Vita Press
Published: 2021-12-02T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

They’d been traveling for three days. They’d stopped multiple times a day, and Armannii somehow always found them some place to sleep with at least a partial roof, but the journey had been more exhausting than Diomedes could’ve ever expected. He would never admit it out loud, but he missed the castle, the ability to wash up and eat decent food, sleeping on feather-soft mattresses. Both his feet had at least four blisters, and he could feel hot spots where new ones were forming. His legs were exhausted from walking, and though reapplying the salve to his wounds every day did seem to be making a difference, they still hindered him.

The deeper they went into the Black Forest, the harder it was to tell time and to see. They hadn’t stopped to find horses, but he’d assumed it was because they didn’t want to be seen—that and the off chance they’d run into more bandits.

Diomedes’s fingers were cramped from holding the light rune stone in front of him. He was also sick of tripping on exposed roots, random rocks, and worst of all, flat ground.

“We’d better be getting close,” Diomedes said through clenched teeth. “Either that, or we need to stop. Again.”

“I didn’t know you were such a princess, Didi.” Armannii smirked at him over his shoulder, although he did pause to scan Diomedes’s entire posture, probably checking to see if there was anything to be concerned about. “And here I was, so excited to go on an extended trip with my best buddy.”

“Armannii.”

“Alright,” Armannii said, stopping next to what seemed to be the millionth tree they’d passed. “We can stop, but we’re almost there. The guardian even has extra beds.” He wiggled his eyebrows.

“Fine, keep going,” Diomedes said, his voice a low growl.

Armannii’s laugh came out muffled as he turned and continued walking. Blanndynne had stayed silent behind Diomedes for most of the day. That changed the closer they got to the secret portal.

“He likes to pick on you,” she said, catching up to Diomedes with long strides. She was shorter than both him and Armannii.

“And?”

“Just an observation.” Blanndynne tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, the motion catching his attention out of the corner of his eye.

“You certainly seem tuned in to the two of us,” he said. “What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Brothers, sisters, best friends? I mean, I know you were friends with Kylian’s brother, but not much else. You’re a genie—”

“A free genie, thanks to you,” she said, a genuine smile on her dark red lips.

“Yes, and you seem to enjoy bloodthirsty spells. That, and you’re a little too attached to that hairbrush you keep in your supersecret genie vault.”

Blanndynne let out a laugh, and Diomedes was pretty sure he heard Armannii chuckle from up ahead. Elf hearing meant no private conversations, at least not when Armannii was within four hundred feet, if not more. They had tried testing it once, but their results varied.

“What do you want to know?”

“Where are you from?”

“That’s not an easy question to answer,” Blanndynne said, pinching her lips together.

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