Chapter 58

He came to his feet. “Well, that’s lucky.”

She swallowed back the lump in her throat. Marc here to save us after all.”

“We should probably set out at dawn,” Fordham said. “Together, we can get out of here.”

“All right, princeling,” she said with a half-smile. “But first, we’re going to need some pinecones.”

Fordham didn’t ask, just helped her cover a few pinecones in sap, and then she cracked the two biggest sticks she’d found on a sharp piece of rock, placing the sap-covered pinecones inside and dipping them in the flames.

He looked at her, impressed. “Torches. How did you know how to do that?”

“House of Dragons teaches us more than just etiquette,” she said with a grin. She brushed mud off his brow and laughed. “You look ridiculous.”

“I ate poisonous berries,” he reminded her.

And then they both laughed.

The weight and fear of the night before had dissipated at dawn. They had gotten through a lot together this last month. This was one more adventure.

Together, they tracked through t