After a few moments of silence, Gerick grabbed a polishing rag and attacked an already shiny sword blade. He no longer bothered trying to convince himself he was simply going about his duties. He’d given up that lie a week ago after Myanin disappeared following Lilly’s defeat of Lysander. Now, Gerick could only wonder when he’d see her again. For days, to keep from pacing and worrying, he’d been doing everything he could to stay busy. Even so, he snapped at anyone who dared bother him. To say he’d been on edge was an understatement. His thoughts kept jumping to the worst-case scenario. What if something had happened to Myanin and Tenia? What if they’d been found out? He’d played out every possible scenario in his mind, and none of them had ended with her coming back to him.
All of a sudde
