Chapter 2 – Part 6

Ois felt air, a different kind of cold than the wet that had her nearly succumbing. By reflex she kept her grip on the burden that she carried.

“What does she have?” came down a voice. Her lover’s voice. A deep voice used to the outdoors.

“Your father’s body,” came the subdued reply of Thomas, whose strong hands held her. His voice was off, she could tell that the half-daelkyr was brooding.

But it all seemed so far away, and she was so tired…

She felt herself land on a hard deck of wood. Delegado was yelling at her from far away. She wanted to tell him everything would be fine, that the Silver Flame had obviously sent this ship. Although why was it crimson instead of silver?

“She’s going into shock!” Delegado was yelling.

But the voices were so far away…