"I think I know where they are," Harbend said. "We are needed again."
Escha threw him a look, turned to Trai and they shared a glance before nodding. That only left Nakora. Harbend almost didn't dare to meet her eyes.
"Well, are you going to ask me or not?"
He did.
She hugged him in response. That was a welcome surprise. A warm surprise for a frozen heart.
"We trust you. I trust you," Nakora whispered.
Her words were balm to his mind. Harbend found strength in that trust.
"Escha, we are ready when you are," he croaked.
"Then, Lord Garak, we jump."
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The Taleweaver
FantasyOne man to change a life Two to change a world An outworlder comes to Otherworld where words come true where he comes true The Taleweaver Author note: I apologize for the horrid chapter disposition. I got my act together after publishing this novel...
