““He could only trust in the Great Ones that all would be well for her there. He feared her adoptive father might abuse her, but there was no way he could protect her when she wasn’t at his side. His chest tightened. What if the song did not come to pass? What if the great circle of fate never brought her back to him? He clenched his hands into fists, struggling with himself not to go after her. His woman, yet not his woman. Did she know she took with her a little bit of his heart? With a heavy sigh, he swung onto his black. “Are you ready?” Old Man asked. “No. Let her reach her wooden walls, eh? So she has no fear.””
