'I wonder if he understood what I was trying to say.' Kaelis thought as he rode his horse, the steady rhythm of hooves against the ground filling the silence around him.
The night air was colder out here, sharper, brushing against his face as Pyraeon Spirehold loomed in the distance, faint but familiar.
He kept his gaze forward, but his mind stayed behind.
Back with Ezra.
Ezra was smart.
He always had been.
Well…
Ezra was smart when he wanted to be smart.
Kaelis exhaled slowly, his grip on the reins loosening just slightly as the thought settled.
There were moments where Ezra could read through anything, connect things faster than most people could even process.
And then there were times he acted like he didn't see anything at all.
Like he chose not to.
Whether that was intentional or not…
That was the part Kaelis couldn't figure out.
