Essix is perched on the rigging of the Tellun’s Pride right now, preening her wing and giving me a dirty look. Even if she feels the same way I do—and I know she does—she’s tired of searching. For days now Essix has taken a couple laps in the air every once in a while…okay, fine, every five minutes…to see if she can spot some Conqueror ships in the distance. I just wish we had some clue about Meilin and Abeke. I can’t help it. It’s all I can think about.
I know I should go down belowdecks and meet Tarik and Conor for dinner soon, but I’m stalling. Sorry Conor, but dinner just isn’t the same without Abeke’s cheerful laugh breaking into the conversation, or Meilin kicking me under the table whenever I make a comment that’s totally genius, but she thinks is ridiculous.
Meilin threw me the Granite Ram. I knew that was her, breaking through. The same way I know my mom wouldn't have done what she did if not for that awful Bile. Somehow it isn't helping me feel much better.
Where are Meilin and Abeke? Still at sea? Going to a Conqueror stronghold? In Stetriol? I’ve never particularly had a desire to vacation in Stetriol before, but it’s taking all of my willpower not to paddle over there—just to do something instead of sitting here, useless. Hey, do you think Kalani will let me borrow her dolphin to swim over? Yeah, maybe not.
What would you do if you were me, sitting here worrying about my friends?
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