Chapter 528: Whispers of Betrayal
Jessia’s words shocked me awake like a bucket of icy water. "What?" I cried out, "No... but Korra...!"
Luke scowled at Jessia, his jaw clenched. "Jessia! What are you doing? I thought I told you not to do this."
She glared right back at him, surprisingly earnest. "Luke, I had to tell her! You saw the same things I did, didn’t you? Just how many inquisitors there were?"
A wave of emotions crossed his face: defiance, reluctance, and finally, a flicker of guilt. I was only half-paying attention to him, my gaze locked on the Apostle of Secrets, silently begging her to give me more.
"Damn it all," Luke muttered, "We could have found another way."
He turned and left, the door slamming behind him. The noise startled me from my daze, and I reached forward, catching Jessia’s hand. She frowned after Luke, ignoring my pleading gaze, and pulled her fingers from my grasp as she moved to follow him.
"No, wait," I cried, grasping at her fleeing sleeve. "What happened? Is Korra alright?"
She jerked her hand away, tugging free of my grasp, yet stopped. When she turned to face me, her expression had softened considerably. "I’m sorry, Xiviyah."
I shook my head, tail rustling restlessly against the sheets. What was she even apologizing for? Whatever it was couldn’t matter, not after hearing the Last Light Company was in danger.
"What did you hear? Did they really lose?" I all but begged.
She shrugged, turning to leave again. "I didn’t hear much, only that it happened. We can find out more later, alright? But I’ve got to catch up to Luke before that idiot leaves the range of my ability. We’ll be back soon, alright? Just try and get some sleep.