Chapter 27

The wind was slowly shifting in Brielle's favor. She could sense it, feel it on the edge of her fingertips, beyond any doubt, like the rising of the sun on the east. More was to come. It was inevitable. Talin had been nothing but civil to her the days following their small talk. The defender was mostly silent, but she hadn't glared at Brielle like the way she did in the past. When it was time for meals, she'd sit on the floor and let her partner cook the food without so much as complaints to...