Chapter 42: You will be killed!
"Jaenor?" Rena’s voice broke through his thoughts.
"Are you all right? You haven’t said much since we left."
Jaenor looked up to find everyone watching him with concerned faces. "I’m fine," he said quietly. "Just tired."
But that wasn’t really true, and they all knew it.
Something had happened back in the village when Morgana took him to the side, something that had shaken him deeply.
Rena wanted to ask what it was, but something in his expression told her this wasn’t the time.
As the night grew deeper, the others rolled out their blankets and lay down to sleep.
The fire burned low, casting a warm glow over the camp.
Soon, only the soft sounds of breathing and the occasional pop from the dying fire could be heard.
Rena asked for Jaenor to sleep with her but he said he will join her later.
As he couldn’t sleep.
He sat by the fire, poking at the embers with a stick and watching the sparks fly up toward the stars. His mind was full of questions and worries that wouldn’t let him rest.