ButIcandothis.Ourbondisstrong.
SoIliethere,waiting.Sleepless.
Countingdownthedaysuntiltheyreturn.
"YOULOOKlikeyoucouldusethis,"Brynnsays,settingacupofcoffeedownonthetableinfrontofme.Shepatsmyshoulderbeforeslidingintotheseatbesidemine. "Don'tworry--it'sdecaf,soitwon'tkeepyouupallnight.Butitstillhelps."
Ishootheragratefulsmileandpickupthecup,lettingitswarmthsoakintomyhands. "You'rethebest."
AmyandIhavebeenhardatworkinthelibraryforhoursnow.Myeyeshurtfromstaringattinylinesofcryptic,hand-writtentext.
Ormaybeit'sjustfromthelackofsleep.
"Anyprogress?"Brynnasksasshereachesforafolioofherown.
"Let'ssee."Amystartslistingoptionsonherfingers. "ThecrowniseitheronamountainintheAirKingdom,lostatseaafewmilesoffthecoastfromtheWaterKingdom'ssacredpools,inaFireKingdomvolcano,oramileundertheGrandStoneTemple."
"OrsomewhereintheShadowKingdom,"Iremindher, "orinanunclaimedterritory."
Brynnblinksandcommentsdryly, "Gladwe'refinallynarrowingthingsdown."
Iscrubmyeyes.Theinsidesofmylidsfeellikesandpaper.
Ibringthecupofcoffeetomylipsandtakeasip,butmystomachisqueasyfromexhaustion.Isetthecupbackdownwithasigh.
Gesturingatthepileofscrollsandbooksandpaperssplayedoutacrossthetable,Ishrug. "We'restilltryingtocastawidenet.Weneedtoknowallofouroptions.Thenwecancomparenotesandcrossideasoffourlist."
BrynnandAmysharealookthatIdon'tlike.
Delicately,Brynnnudgesmykneewithhers. "Wedon'texactlyhaveatonoftime."
Myheartleaps,butmystomachsinks.
Mymatesarescheduledtoreturninafewshortdays.Ican'twaittoseethem.Myinsidesflexatjustthethought,heatbloomingwithinme.
Buttheirreturnmarksthehalfwaypointofourstayhere.TheDragonMoonisjustaroundthecorner.
Brynnisright.Wehavetofigureoutournextstepssoon.
"Iknow."Irubmyeyesagain.Fatiguehasseepedallthewayintomybones. "ButIdon'tknowhowtoprepareanyfaster.We'realreadyworkingourselvestothebone."
Theyshareanotherglance,andarippleofuneasepassesthroughme.
It'sAmywhospeaksupthistime. "Maybeyou'reworkingtoohard."
Iwanttothrowmyhandsupintheair. "Whichisit?"IpointtoBrynn. "Firstyou'reremindingmethatwedon'thaveanytime."IshiftmyfingerinAmy'sdirection. "Next,you'retellingmeIneedtorelax."
"Notrelax,"Brynnrushestocorrectme.
"Thoughyoucouldprobablystandtodothat,too,"Amyinterjects.
"Butseriously."Brynn'skneepressesmorefirmlyagainstmyleg. "Whenwasthelasttimeyougotafullnight'ssleep?"
Ican'thelpit.Ilaugh.
Theydon'tlaughwithme,though,andIstop,awkwardnesspressinguncomfortablyonmychest. "Look,I'mnottryingtoburnthecandleatbothends.It'sjustbeenhard.I'munderalotofpressure,and..."
Apangfiresoffbehindmyribs.Thesuddenwaveoflongingmakesithardtobreatheforamoment,andIsqueezemyeyesshutbeforeforcingmyselftoopenthemagain.