CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Sartes was supposed to be repairing one of the ramparts on the harbor, working alongside his father and reinforcing the great harbor gates that made Haylon so impregnable. Instead, he spent his time staring at Leyana.
Sartes couldn’t help it. He’d tried to focus on the repairs they were supposed to be making, but every time he found himself looking up from the stone and the rivets, his eyes found Leyana. She was so beautiful, and funny, and she was working just as hard as anyone there. Whenever they were close, it was like the rest of the world just lit up around her, and—
Something hit the rock beside Sartes’s hand and he saw a rivet spiraling away down toward the harbor. It hissed as it hit the water.
“Sartes!” his father shouted, and Sartes could hear the worry there
