Rise of the Seventh Moon: Heirs of Ash, Book 3 (40 page)

“Of course,” she said softly.

Seren stepped out of the tent and back into Snowshale village. The sun shone brightly over the plains. The people went about their lives happily, with no worries for the future. She could hear some of them already trading their favorite bits of Gerith’s story.

“How did it go, Seren?” Tristam asked.

The young artificer wore a new coat, slick black with red trim. His sandy hair was tied back in a ponytail and he carried a new sword at his hip. The ring on his hand bore the Cannith house seal.

He smiled at her hopefully. Behind Tristam, in the plains beyond the village, the airship’s green elemental ring hovered peacefully.

“They liked it,” Seren said.

Tristam’s grin broadened. He reached out and clasped her hand in his.

“Let’s go home,” he whispered.

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