Seventy-four:
Lady Kenna
Fiona wasn’t coming back. We didn’t even know if she was alive or not. But Declan wasn’t getting better. He was nothing but a ghost who roamed the halls of the palace and that was if we managed to get him to leave his room. I kept on going over after school to see if he got better.
One day, I went to his room and grabbed him out of it. “We’re going ridin’,” I said.
“Why would I do that?” Declan asked.
“Because, we used ta go ridin’ all of the time and we haven’t in forever. You aren’t the only one that lost a friend and I need a distraction too. So, yer goin’ ridin with me. Alright?”
He sighed. “Alright.”
It had been a hard year for everyone. Fiona was missing. Arwen had been killed by Rosa Nigrum. People kept on disappearing l
