My stomach rose and fell with the sway of the Azure Wing, the prow cutting through the writhing black clouds like ocean surf. Rain lashed across the deck, pattering harmlessly against my wards. The droplets glittered like diamonds as they fell, refracting the light of the Effulgent Dawn burning bright overhead. I held Luke's hand with one of my own, clutching the crook of his arm with my other, holding close enough I could rest my head on his bicep. His shoulder would have been more comfortable, but I couldn't quite reach that high.
"We can go inside if you'd rather escape the wind, "Luke said, extending his free hand through the ward, letting the rain run against his skin.
"No, it's too stuffy in there. The windows don't open."
He shrugged. "If you say so. Are you sure you're not just trying to escape the commander?"
"No! I mean, um…maybe?" I groaned, rubbing my horn against him. A habit I'd taken to recently. "I already told him everything I saw. Why doesn't he believe me?"
