Odran must have had some of Brenna’s strange magic, or maybe he saw things no one else saw because his true eyes were gone, because Niamh and Deagan were already marshaling enemy boats. If the map in the dirt was any indication, the southwest was their destination.
“Where’s Brenna?” Niamh asked.
Deagan laughed softly. “She break your heart already, laddie?”
But Odran’s face went pale, and he said, “You must return! Why did you leave her?”
“She told me to come tell you –”
“We know our orders, boy,” Odran snapped. “You walked away from her - and she’s probably already dead.”
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