Garnet POV
Every night for the better part of the past two months, she’d awakened screaming … except for the last four nights, in which lying next to Jiro somehow shielded her from her dark dreams.
And compared to this, she thought while she crouched on all fours on the straw-like grass, those dreams seemed like pleasant fantasies full of cakes and fruit and sunny days.
Cyran had a master! When did that happen? Cyran had joined forces with a shifter wizard, and a powerful one. His voice sounded mesmerizing, too. What did Cyran get himself mixed up in?
“Are you alright?” she asked Jiro in a low voice.
An annoyed grunt answered her, making her smile.
Her hand fumbled for his and covered it. The slightest touch renewed her strength. They both rose to their feet, defiant. Barrett was nowhere to be seen, but if she knew him, he and the others would retreat, then regroup for an attack.