Chapter 15
Thorat’s thoughts dragged back to that moment in the night when he’d woken to find Eppie kissing him and pulling him closer. He’d admired the men and women who had taught him too, and that admiration was not so different from desire, but he simply hadn’t noticed what lay behind Eppie’s spells of wistfulness. Now she’d gone and it was his fault. He should have noticed, should have known. His waking mind kept jumping over that fact that she was a girl, treating her as if she were a boy apprentice, but in sleep, he’d felt her smooth skin against him, and for a moment of dreaming, he was back where he always longed to be.
Now he was racing into a fight he might not survive. Varin had begun to chant, and he joined in, hoping to drive the awkward night out of his mind, to focus on t
