“Where she going?” Rilm asked, lighting upon the spot between my steed’s ears. The horse twitched gently, and Rilm ducked the huge right ear as it turned to flick at the annoyance. But the faery clung to the mane, refusing to be shooed, and the horse resigned itself to letting the creature stay aloft.
I watched Lith’s retreating back until I could see her no longer. “She doesn’t want to come. Too dangerous for her, I guess.” I sighed, turning toward the faery. “Well, I started this quest alone. I can finish it alone.”
“Not alone—Rilm’s here!”
“Hmm.” Ahead, the ground appeared slick with the red juice flowing from the nightshade plants. Talitha waited on the other side of that field, so I began to dismount. No use dragging my horse into that muck.
But Rilm stopped me. “Nay! Stay mounted
