Chapter 82. The Overlooked

SAELYNA

“I said it the first night we came here,” he says softly, “We should leave.” He looks very convinced, I have no choice but to hear him out.

“Leave? Why would we leave? Where to, Cyran? Believe it or not, our lives are forfeit once we leave these people, once we are in the open field for Xanwed.”

“We go to Asthan, then. Or we go further north, we take the grasslands, and board a ship from one of the port cities. Anywhere but here.”

“This is our home, Cyran,” I snap, “I won’t leave it for the usurper.”

He purses his lips, and puffs out a long gasp of air, like he was expecting my response. His eyes turn contemplative, and he says, “The more we stay, Saelyna, the more we bring more harm to people who love us. Don’t you see it, yet?”

I reach out for his hand impulsively, and squeeze it tight. “They stand very little chance beside us. The least we can do is carry on what father and mother left behind. The elves deserve better than this, and