“The Forest Lords,” Cassie said. “They’ve given you a gift, Trik. They wanted you to have the book.”
“But why me? Why now?”
“Why not now?” Tony interrupted. “You are the recently restored king of the elves, the true king. Who else in the world would they give it to?”
“No, that’s not what I mean,” Trik responded. “The Book has been hidden for ages, yes. But ages past, the Book was always given to the elves in a time of great need, to aid them in their survival. I don’t see why I would need the book now.”
“Hm, there must still be something for you to do,” Cassie suggested. “Something we’ve missed in all our running around.”
“Well I don’t—”
Cassie let out a shriek, interrupting Trik as she was yanked backward off the bench. She flew through the air and landed hard. Rocks and grit dug in
