Chapter 10: Nawat

When I learned where Aly was, I wanted to go after her. I knew I could go after her. But I knew that I wouldn't be able to get to her. Not only would she be heavily guarded, but she was also being held in the middle of al the resisting cities. They had put her there knowing it would make it harder for her to be rescued.

I noticed that Fesgao and Taybur came to stand beside me. Just I bolted for the door. Just in case I was planning on something stupid. Ysul stood next to Winnamine and Dove, who were standing in front of the only exit.

My hands were shaking. We were so close. We were so close yet so far.

I could feel the tension singing through my entire body. It wasn't exactly unpleasant, but it wasn't nice either. I fisted my hands to stop their shaking. I pressed them against the table and closed my eyes, attempting to calm myself. I took several deep breaths as I listened to everyone share what information they had.

"Nawat? Do you have anything to share?" Dove asked me.

My darking was rubbing my cheek, trying to help calm me down. I reached up and put it down on the table in front of me. I opened my eyes and looked at it intensely.

"What does Trick know?"

The darkings all pooled in the middle of the table and told us everything Trick knew. It was told haltingly.

"Why do you keep stopping?" Daine asked. She was on the other side of the visual speaking spell, standing with the rest of Aly's flock.

"To. Much. Screaming," the darkings ground out.

Then they wailed.

It was high pitched and keening. Everyone flinched away from then and covered their ears. My hearing, being better than theirs, picked up the tiny words. It also made my ears bleed.

"Bastard hurts Aly! Aly can't stop him! Mages do nothing!"

Daine and Numair were giving instructions to Ysul and Taybur, standing by the spell.

They moved forward. It clicked a little too late what they were going to do. The information on Aly that had just been broadcasted into my head had my feathers ruffled in all different directions.

Through the haze, I came to a conclusion.

I was going to kill this Bastard in the worst possible way.

I don't think I did a very good job of explaining Nawat in this chapter. I'm letting you know. I had a hard time writing this. My thoughts wouldn't organize themselves so I could put them on paper. Digital paper, but paper. Tell me what you think, please.