From the next town, Trace dispatched letters to his family and to Katia and Jin. Well, Anaisa did on his behalf. They were not yet fifty miles away from the palace. Though he could feel the weight of Oakdown's commands weakening, he was not yet free.
He desperately wanted to be free.
If the man pursued them, caught up with them, would the commands take hold again? Or once broken, would they be gone forever?
He did not know.
The letters warned of what was happening, and that they should stay safe, avoiding strangers or running away entirely until the matter was settled one way or another. He felt much better paying the extra it would take for the delivery to be rushed on the fastest horses possible.
At any rate, the letters should reach their recipients before an assassin or kidnapper would.
