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nearly losing my life. Was I happy to be alive? Yes and no. Should I have been happy to be alive? No, I didn’t believe I should have been. Any way I looked at it, I’d failed Luce, thereby failing my people and ultimately, myself.
    You are a warrior first and foremost, Bryn, I reminded myself. Death in the line of duty is respectable, admirable even. It was what should have happened. It was the right thing to happen.
    But was it really the right thing to happen? I argued back and forth in my mind, and soon a rebellious anger began burning inside me. I mean, where the hell was Luce? He left me on the battlefield after making sure all the other tribespeople were taken care of. And where’s he been since I was taken prisoner? He hasn’t reached out to me once! He’s powerful enough to communicate with me, and yet, nothing!
    Never doubt the actions of the Supreme Elder, my alter ego retorted. Luce is never without a plan, or without a method. He will come to you only when the time is right. And when he does, you’d better beg for his forgiveness. You’d better hope he forgives you for being such a complete failure.
    Yes, I was a failure, a role I wasn’t accustomed to. Ordinarily, I proved myself the ultimate warrior and healer. I was highly respected in my community as an Elemental with exceptional powers and abilities. I was strong and proud. People envied me as much as they respected me. I hated to think what those same people would think of me now.
    Look at yourself, I thought. You felt nothing but relief when your feeble attempts to take your own life didn’t work. You’re weak! Insipid! You failed at the one duty that could have protected the entire tribe from the evils of the Underworld. Instead, you recklessly divulged most of the tribe’s secrets to your sister, who will, no doubt, use them against you! Against your people! I gulped down feelings of remorse as my inner diatribe continued. Now look at you! Sitting in the same place where you cried your eyes out last night like a little baby. Cried like a little baby, then slept like one all night while the future of your people lay in peril.
    I disgusted myself.
    The moonlight streamed through the windows, although the storm outside was just as bitterly cold and furious as it had been the previous evening. Lightning lit up the dark clouds, and moments later, a volley of thunder shook the entire room.
    I jumped up from where I’d been sitting on my bed and started pacing the room, feeling like a caged tiger. It wasn’t my nature to sit still and do nothing. And after three days and three nights of it, my sanity was now jeopardized.
    I have to get out of here! I thought.
    The only sounds in the room were my footsteps and the occasional loud interruptions of thunder. The flashes of lightning were the only sparks of light in my otherwise dark room. Glancing at the clock on my bedside table, I noticed it was now midnight. It looked like I was about to endure another sleepless night. Great.
    When I spied the tray of food sitting beside the clock, my stomach growled out loudly. It was my dinner: the one Jolie had brought me earlier, which I’d refused and was still refusing to touch. There was no way in hell I could eat or drink anything after what happened the last time I trusted my sister. Now I knew better. Now I would starve before I subjected myself to anymore of Jolie’s magic which would force me to spill my guts, thereby endangering my people again.
    I ’d been fooled once but I refused to be fooled twice.
    The thunder shook the room again and I approached the window. I never got tired of the view: a craggy mountain face that overlooked the tumultuous sea below. Admiring the vistas outside was the only thing I could do to keep from losing my mind.
    “Poppet’s sister.”
    I gasped and my stomach rode up into my throat as my heart started pounding. In a split second, I wheeled around to face my unexpected visitor, taking a fighting stance even though I