Through A Dragon's Eyes: A Reverse Harem Fantasy (Chronicles of the Four Book 1) by Marissa Farrar

Author:Marissa Farrar [Farrar, Marissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Warwick House Press
Published: 2018-04-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Dela

Dela’s mouth dropped at Vehel’s offer. She hadn’t been expecting that.

“Umm, no, I’m okay, thanks.”

“Of course.”

He kept walking, picking up his pace as though to try to catch up with Warsgra. Carry her? Was that some kind of Elvish custom she wasn’t aware of? Admittedly, she didn’t know much about their kind—only what history and gossip had taught her. She knew they lived to be far older than humans, some of them as much as three hundred years old. She wondered how old Vehel was. He looked to be in his mid-twenties in human years, but in Elvish years, was he considered young or older?

She was using the thoughts of him to distract her from the way her tongue felt fat and fuzzy against the roof of her mouth, and her teeth kept sticking to her lips. Her spit was so thick, she struggled to swallow, and even her eyes were scratchy every time she blinked. Sweat had dried at her hairline and across her eyebrows, so when she ran her fingers across her skin, salt came away on her hands.

But as they walked, the silhouette they’d seen on the horizon began to take shape. Two hills appeared on either side, so they looked to be walking into a valley. Beneath their feet, the ground began to turn greener, and they had to navigate small clumps of bushes. It wasn’t much yet, but she stayed focused on that copse of trees, and, as they covered more ground, the copse grew larger. It wasn’t only one or two trees, but several, and the trees looked as though they stretched onward, too. The trees didn’t just offer the chance of water being nearby; they would also give them some much needed shade.

At least her discomfort from her thirst helped to take her mind off losing Layla and the sort of turmoil her parents would be in now. They wouldn’t know yet, she guessed. In fact, it might be a week or more before they learned what had happened. It all depended on whether anyone had survived and made it back to Anthoinia to tell their tale. If no one survived, the City Guard would have to send a search party out to find them, and put together whatever they learned to create a story of their own. Of course, she doubted they’d ever figure out what happened to her, unless she made it home herself.

Dela gave herself a mental shake. Not unless she made it home. She would make it home. She had to. She needed to be there for her parents, and tell Layla’s family exactly what had happened. It had been one of the things she’d struggled with so badly after losing Ridley—the not knowing. If she’d known exactly what had happened to him, would it have saved her the sleepless night after night of turning over the possibilities in her mind? Or would it just have given her something different to obsess about, and the knowledge of exactly how he’d died would have kept her awake instead?

Warsgra was well ahead of them now.

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