The four companions have spent a quiet night, with Alton and Revanth communicating mind to mind, due to a bond Alton forged. The women watch them head to the river to bathe.
“Rev needs a friend so very much,” Astrid said softly. “Alton is the perfect one for it. They can chat, just as if Revanth could speak.” She wiped a tear. “I love him so much. The one regret I have, in all of this, is that we had no chance to be lovers.”
“You’ll have your chance,” Velda said. “We’ll find Eleion and make her reverse the spell.”
“Must you kill her?” Astrid’s voice squeaked like a mouse.
“I hope not. Depending upon how she cast it, will depend on how it’s undone.”
“Why would she want us to find you?”
Velda tossed her head, her long blue hair catching in the breeze. It billowed around her in…
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