It was a good question. The world as we had known it when last we were together had completely changed. As Kiara had said, heading north was not an option. “What about going to Lothian?”
Aggrivane shook his head. “Gawain and my mother do not know I still live, and I fear the shock would kill her. I wish them to live out their days in peace. Besides, Evina knows you came to her from Traprain Law. She would think to look for you there.”
He had a point. But how was I to know where she would and would not search for me? Or even if she would make the effort? Was that to be my destiny then, always on the run, always shrinking from shadows, too scared to settle down? I hadn’t stopped running since Elga let me leave Camelot, and I was fed up. If all the future held for me was looking over my sho
