"I'm all ears."
The sound of fire cracking still came from behind, tiny light hovered near like a twinkling star, an insect it was. I turned to Eamon, my eyes searching the shadows in his face. "Why the clan? What lies there, even if it's in ruins? What exactly are your intentions? There are several loopholes and it leaves me and Eldrion in the dark. Is there something you're not telling us?”
He breathed. Soft. “There's a clue somewhere that there is a very important artifact, buried in the ruins of Eyllwe. Though its exact location isn't on the map, it has been traced to be somewhere in the clan. Perhaps the temple if there should be one.”
The word "artifact" echoed in my mind, and with it, strange thoughts.
The attack years ago. It had left me confused as to why we had fallen under
