Page 116 of The Blade in the Ashes
“You...” She turned her wide brown eyes up at mine. “You believe me?”
I could only nod, fear stealing away my voice. I tapped the map purposefully, drawing her attention back down to it.
Elaina skidded to a halt at the doorframe, her eyes instantly scanning over Camilla before she came to stand before us.
“I don’t know,” Camilla confessed, staring down.
“Try,” I begged.
“I saw trees.” She frowned, brows furrowing as she thought. “We were in the woods. In the distance, though, I think I saw brick houses. Maybe. It was confusing.”
Elaina’s head jerked towards her. “You saw them? You had a prophecy?”
No.
A witch’s prophecy was more likely to come true than not. I refused to believe that Camilla had seen a prophecy of Thea’s death. I wouldnotlose my Goddess.
There had to be another reason she knew this.
Camilla shook her head, releasing a shuddering breath. “No, I don’t think so. I haven’t been using my magic, and it feltdifferent. I can’t explain it. It was as if—“
“Camilla.” I couldn’t keep the bite out of my voice as I slammed my index finger onto the map for a third time. “I need you to tell me where she is.”
There would be plenty of time for us to decipher what had happened and why, but only after I knew Thea was safe.
Camilla’s tongue darted over her lips, nervously wetting them. Without another word, she closed her eyes and took a deep inhale. Wrinkles formed on her brow as she concentrated, and as she pursed her lips, she leaned forward, pressing both of her palms flat on the map.
We waited.
And waited.
And waited.
And when Camilla lurched forward, lashes fluttering open and finger slamming down confidently, her wide eyes were completely white.
"There!"
Elaina gasped, rushing forward as Camilla fell weightlessly into my arms. She blinked rapidly, and her eyes returned to that dark color I knew so well.
“There,” she panted, struggling to find her balance once more. “She’s there.”
I met Elaina’s gaze over the top of Camilla’s head. Elaina’s face was startlingly pale, her lip quivering with worry. As gently as I could, I passed Camilla into her waiting arms, and she moved to support Camilla’s weight.
She was barely out of my arms for more than a moment before I started moving.
“Clayton!” Elaina cried. “Where are you going?”
“I’m going to get her!”
I glanced briefly back at the map. If I threw everything I had into my flight, I could get there in under an hour. I prayed that would be fast enough.
“We should make a plan first,” Elaina insisted, her eyes burning with passion as she helped lower Camilla into my desk chair.
“Trust me, I have a plan.”
Find Thea. Kill everyone who tries to keep her from me.
It was a fairly simple plan, but it would be effective.
