Dawnlark Plains corinthian

Right, Atreus agreed, shooting a squint into the distance before refocusing on his brother, relief mingling with skepticism that Ancelin was actually okay. Yeah, we will.

But when it came to returning to the rise, Atreus couldn’t agree so readily. His body tensed. He wanted to go with his brother, yet he wasn’t quite ready for everything else that entailed, namely an inevitable confrontation with Aventus.

You should go and find someone to take a look at that, he replied, initially dodging the question before reluctantly adding, I’m going to stay here on these plains, hating that he was likely disappointing Ancelin so soon after mending things between them.

Returning Ancelin’s nudge, he quickly promised, I won’t go anywhere, okay? Come find me again, or I’ll call for you soon. He made a point to catch the other boy’s eye. I’m glad we got to hang out today. We’ll do it again soon.