“Now?”
He shook his head. “Tomorrow. I…have some things to think about.”
“Alright. Tomorrow.” She’d have to talk to Ankira and set a time. “Kaliaris will take you up.”
“You aren’t coming?”
She shook her head. “I’m going to stay for a while.”
Kaliaris’s vines bore Tristen away. When he was gone, Nyx settled onto the floor, her back resting against the vine-covered pedestal in the center of Kaliaris’s Heart.
“I want to.” She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “Tell me a story, K.”
“Yeah. You must have thousands right? Of your people? Tell me about them.”
they began.
She smiled, and couldn’t help but interrupt. “In a galaxy far, far away?”