It had to be passed midnight and I couldn’t sleep. I kept tossing and turning in the small cabin given to me by our hosts who had generously fed me. It was one of the best meals I had in years and also the first meal I had in days. Orion had been given a cabin too, I couldn’t figure out his relationship with Scylla. It seemed like she hated his guts. He could be a brut sometimes I wondered what he did.
That wasn’t what was keeping me up at night, though. In the middle of the night alone with my thoughts I was coming to the conclusion Rocky might really be dead. There was nothing left for me back at the mage dimension. Then I thought about Daylen and the mages who suffered there.
I was a goddess something I came to terms with when I healed a forest and spoke with my twin brother. I was a goddess and I was sure there was a tone to learn but one thing I was certain about was I had to do something. I wasn’t sure about Daylen… I hadn’t even told him what I was. Would he believe me or thin
