Page 69 of The Orc Outcast's Miracle

He agreed, leading her off the platform and into the crowd of orcs, most of whom had left their seats now. He scanned the masses, feeling brave enough to do so. They had heard him. He had not been silenced or shamed. They had seen his truths and judged him to be right.

Iytier’s face appeared in the crowd, smiling, and nodding confidently. Estoc too, though the male did not smile.

“I’m glad for this, Govek.” Iytier clasped him about the shoulder. “Truly.”

“Yes,” Estoc said. “Those three deserve everything they have coming.”

Govek felt light, thrilled. His face hurt from the effort of keeping his jaw tucked while smiling.

“The rest of our clan is returning from the seasonal communion now. They will be here by mid-meal,” Iytier said. “I will be sure to tell them all of what those three have done and of the outcome here.”

“They’re going to be Fades-blasted shocked,” Estoc grumbled. “I know after Iytier told me of all the lies he has uncovered.” His eyes slid to where Ergoth was now mingling among the clan. “Our chief has much to answer for.”

The venom in Estoc’s tone unsettled Govek. He had never heard an orc of Rove Wood Clan speak this way about his father.

He glanced to where Miranda should be at his side, wanting to know how she felt about this shift and found her gone.

Panic sliced through him, and he jerked up, scanning the crowd, used her scent to follow where she was.

And when he found her, he felt no better.

She was standing with the seer. Tense, trembling slightly, wavering.

She was going to have another attack.

“Govek?” Iytier said, but he ignored the male’s prompt and forced his way through the crowd.

To get his woman before it was too late.

Chapter

Eighteen

MIRANDA

There he was!

Miranda weaved her way through the crowd to where the seer stood near the exit. Her heart hammered. Her limbs felt jittery.

It was time. She was ready. Finally.

She made her way over to him quickly. No one stopped her or even noticed.

“Seer—”

“Rogeth did not frame Govek.”

Miranda jerked to a halt at the seer’s words. Her mind worked to switch gears. “O-okay?”

“But I cannot see who did,” the seer whispered.

Miranda shook her head. This wasn’t what she wanted to speak on now. “Seer, I think—no, I know I’m ready.”

He turned his head toward her. His cloudy eyes looked right through her for a few seconds.

“You are close, but you are not there.”

Her stomach dropped. That couldn’t be right. “But I won. We won. I got justice here. I feel fantastic. If we dredge now, I know it will work.”

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