Thief of Hearts - Chapter 11B [How Unfortunate]
When Amyra woke up again, she was slumped on the back of a horse like some sort of pelt… four books in her pocket. She looked up, sighing with relief.
“Baurus…?” She said, voice raspy. “Where are we going…?”
“To their shrine? What, did you forget already?”
“Forget… what? Last I checked, I was talking to a guard in an inn.”
“Amyra, don’t joke like that. If that’s true, you’ve been out for about three days with no recollection of helping me.”
“But I genuinely don’t remember!” She pleaded, shuffling around and sitting properly on the horse’s back. “I see we have all the Commentaries, but I only remember getting the third from Zedio… Besides, if I wasn’t knocked out, why would you toss me on the back of the horse like I’m some dumb wolf pelt?”
“Because you refused to get out of bed.” He chuckled. “Not surprising, given