update?”
“He actually told me very little,” Sazx replied. “His main focus was on adjusting me to Ethon life. He said any questions I had about you could be answered by you.”
“Okay.” She pushed her now empty bowl away from her and met his eyes. “What would you like to know?”
“Can you still speak Eveon?” Sazx asked, switching from the common tongue of the Saerds to the language of the Eves.
“Of course,” she replied in Eveon. “Legann and I use it all the time when we’re alone.”
“Good.” He nodded once. “Trenton mentioned that you lost some of your gifts. How?”
“That day you left Dagon in the Vrenyx, I caused the destruction of the castle and Delvich Forest,” she told him. “I sacrificed some of my gifts to save the Other Worlds.”
“Which gifts did you lose?”
“Globing, invisibility, and pausing time.”
“I’m sorry, princess.” He frowned.
She shrugged. “It was so long ago.”
“How did you discover the fortress’s weakness?” Sazx leaned back in his seat. “I was under the impression that only Dagon and his captain were ever aware of it at any given time.”
“What do mean?” Her brow furrowed.
Perhaps she wasn’t aware of it after all. “Dagon’s castle and Delvich Forest were infused with the gifts of himself and his people.”
“Yes,” she nodded, “that’s how they lost their gifts – by using them to fortify Dagon’s new capital and prison.”
“True, but you seem to be missing one important detail,” he returned. “Dagon’s castle and forest could not be destroyed because of this unless done so in the same manner that it had once been demolished.”
Olinia stared at him. “You mean, the only way to bring down the Vrenyx was the way that Balinorre fell?”
“Exactly.”
She let out a short laugh. “Good thing I thought of that then. Otherwise things might have turned out quite differently two years ago.”
Sazx watched her for a moment, deliberating. He had yet to inform her and her brother of just how long it had been since he’d last seen her. They’d assumed it had been the same amount for him, not yet asking for exact details of his arrival. It was time to end such false notions though. “Princess, I have a confession to make. Our last encounter in the Vrenyx was just over two weeks ago for me.”
“Two weeks?” Olinia sounded like she was choking.
“Yes.”
“Just two weeks.” She shook her head in disbelief. “You said you’ve been in Ethon for two weeks.”
“True.”
“Then, when was the last time you saw me before you came to Ethon?”
“It was a few hours, princess,” Sazx answered slowly.
Olinia looked dazed. She stood abruptly, her chair screeching over the wood floor. “I – I have to go.”
He stood as well. “Where are you going?”
“Outside.” She began to back away from the table. “I need to go for a walk. I need some fresh air.”
“Allow me to accompany you.”
“No.” She was shaking her head again. “No, I won’t go far. I’ll stay on the property.”
“If you insist.”
“I’ll be back.” With that, Olinia headed out the back door into the trees behind the house, leaving Sazx to wonder why .
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Will Patten was exhausted. He couldn’t remember the last time he had slept. It had to have been more than forty-eight hours before. Why was he still awake? No, a better question was how was he still awake? Every muscle in his body was screaming out for rest. It was a miracle that he was still on his feet. High above him, the stars were shining brightly, competing with the light of the moon. It was long after midnight, but Will wasn’t going to bed anytime soon. Sleep wasn’t really an option right now.
“How are you doing?” A familiar voice asked in Eveon.
He turned as Dallyn Paran joined him. The Eve smiled grimly and Will rubbed at his eyes, forcing them to stay focused. He and Dallyn were standing in the front courtyard of Fuladrik