ELRETH
Behryn left a short time later, promising to return after lunch with Hollhye. Elreth was so exhausted, she didn't even fight the urge to go back to bed. But she found as she slumped onto the sleeping platform that her heart, though still aching with open wounds, didn't hurt quite as much as it had before.
A burden shared was a burden halved, her mother had always said.
Elreth took a breath and decided she would try to be more intentional. Talk to Gar more often. Talk to Behryn and Hollhye. And—
Footsteps sounded in the Cave and Elreth's heart jumped, adrenalin pumping in her veins.
Then she recognized them.
Jayah was there.
Shit.
Elreth had forgotten. Jayah had been pushing to speak with her and she'd put her off almost every day. She'd given in at breakfast and told her to come in an hour—shit.
