We exchanged a look and started to climb. Finally, we reached the grass ground outside the castle.
The snow was starting to melt. The moons were coming down.
“Spring is almost here,” I told her, smelling the air and knowing I was right.
“That means war,” she replied.
“I know,” I told her.
The air was playing with my hair. It wanted to help.
Are you there? I thought out loud as I let the air lift us both. I did not call her name in case Lady Queill could hear it. We are leaving. I am going to find Jasmine and the others. I’ll save them from the queen if I must. Are you sure you want to say? You can come with us.
Orla replied so quickly that I doubted she had ever left my mind.
I will stay, she said.
Be careful, I said to her.
I heard the sounds of soldiers shouting.
Go! Orla said.
“They’re coming,” Xira added.
“They can’t stop us if you hold my hand,” I replied.
Xira squeezed my hand and smiled.
I took a deep breath and pushed us into the air using the wind that had always been mine.