Chapter 7: The monk.

ONCE AGAIN, RENDER found himself marching toward the palace. As he walked, he had a renewed sense of hope. That one kiss last during those twilight hours made his heart light. Toren may have never said he loved him, but Render knew the monk did. Nothing about their love changed, no matter who separated them or how much time passed. They were connected in a unique way. They might never be able to kiss or touch each other again, but no one could ever take away how he loved Tory. His feelings were as real as the fire inside his soul.

Outside the palace door, Render spotted the queen with Rolla. Seeing Shay with the Fire Elder had him slowing his steps. The redheaded Dagerstanteen and the giant warrior from the party emerged from the golden door. He recognized them from the party.

Rolla spotted him first and waved him over to the group of four. He prayed his impromptu meeting wasn’t unwelcome news like the next king of the Dagerstanteens had rejected him.