“I could follow.” She whispered to no one.
Seth remained in place, watching his soulmate disappear with the spirit shaped as a bear. He said nothing but his coal colored eyes set on her profile she knew anger brewed. She knew as if someone scratched their nails on her skin - and she knew why.
“The kingdom moves in two days.” She continued to watch until Adamar’s light had been swallowed by the darkness. Her chin wobbled as she fought the burning in her throat, the itching need to scream was not hers. It was his - Seth. “And you do not think she will make it back in time.”
“She goes for you.” He spoke out-loud. Each word laced with anger and pain, her nerves caught fire and lava poured into her veins.
“She goes for us.” Rosemarri corrected, her head lulling forward as she waited for the nausea to pass. “Us. For your team and my family. It is all the same, the only thing that is not the same is Bish -- “
Before she could finish the word, a summons it would seem for thick fingers gripped her cheeks and pressed until her jaw ached. She didn’t look at him but instead closed her eyes.
“No..” Bishop whispered in her ear. “You could not follow.”
