Ravina remained confused. She didn't believe in souls traveling and being reborn. How could this be? And what would it mean if it was true?
She turned in bed and almost gasped in shock when she found Malachi sleeping beside her. The wind softly blew his hair back, revealing his relaxed face.
She remembered him playing the flute. He was confusing but she decided not to ponder on it.
Sitting up she thought of her sister instead. She had to find her and protect her people if possible since he was planning on destroying their defense. Clearly, he couldn't see or perhaps just didn't care that by terrorizing he had put many women in similar situations as his sister. Now he would do the same, remove the defense, which would allow dragons to be able to enslave again and women be used and abused.
She watched him remembering the recent attack where she almost died. She wondered what would he do if the dragons his brother sent had killed her.
