Killian didn’t say anything to that. He dashed through the back door of their hut. He saw his brother work across the pond.
“Aodhan!” he shouted and waved. “Hey, Aodhan.”
Aodhan looked up and rose to his feet. He raised a hand over his eyes and yelled back. “What?”
Killian jogged toward him. His breathing was hot and heavy. “Hey.”
Aodhan looked at him up and down. “What are you doing home? Aren’t you supposed to be in the monastery? You haven’t changed.”
Killian looked down at himself. He totally forgot he was still wearing his robe.
“Well,” he said, a bit sheepish. “I ran all the way home. We’ve got to hurry. They’re going to sacrifice you tonight.”
Aodhan’s face fell.
“I’m sorry,” Killian said.
“It’s my time,” Aodhan said.
“You can’t give up! We leave the village now. You’re no
