Callad

I awoke to the sun beaming directly in my face from the middle of the sky, and a still sullen Blake packing up noisily.

“Wake up, time to go,” he growled menacingly. “We have slept for far too long.”

He didn’t even look at me, but I noticed the dark bags that hung beneath his eyes. It sent a ping of guilt through me. He was still recovering from almost dying. Was I being completely ridiculous and selfish?

He shot me a glare, his eyebrow raised at me and it quickly banished the guilty feeling within me. Nope, he was being ridiculous.

With a sigh and a roll of my eyes, I forced my aching body up and packed what was left – my bed and bag. I had resigned myself to the fact that he was cold and heartless. I now felt a burning rage towards him that simmered just under the surface.

He packed up the horses and we set off towards Callad.

“How much longer?” I asked, gritting my teeth.

With a wry s