Chapter 62

Her wet clothes clung to her shivering skin as she hurried through the tall grass. The shadows of the trees were growing long and the sky was edged in pink along the horizon. She’d left the water as quickly as she’d dared, but it had likely taken her too long. Certainly, it would be too late for Gair. Her eyes burned despite the chill of her body.

If she had stayed in the keep he would be alive now. Why had she not waited in the small room? She trusted her husband in many ways that she had never thought she would ever trust a man, but apparently, she still could not take him at his word. He had said he would keep her secret and return to her when it was safe. She should have waited. Now he was likely dead and maybe Ellie too. She stumbled over something and looked down, nearly shrieking when she saw the face of a dead man staring up at her. She stumbled backward and sat down to collect her wits before she looked at him again. It was the mad who had been pacing the water looking for he