Chapter 43. Hyaega

CYRUS

“We have forty and one crew members, three sustained fractures, two wounded, the rest emotionally and psychologically shaken.” Azeez booms into my ears as I stand with arms akimbo staring at the scenery with joyous awe.

“We survived!” I exclaim, pulling him into a short hug which he breaks off immediately

“Technically, yes. But as you can see Iridu is a day’s walk from here and the wounded would slow us down even more. You need to get there in time for your coronation ceremony,” he complains, his husky voice fading into my subconscious as I turn and stare at Hyaega who for some reason has distanced itself away from us after dropping us off on a sandy tableau of a highland close to Iridu.

It ebbs away slowly into the distance, low tone growls audibly resonating from it. For some reason the storm has suddenly ceased, the clouds dispersing, paving the way for the sun to peep out although our bodies remain wet.

“I don’t think your friend is happy with