Danna

She watched the Commander ride off and she looked back at Seshi.

“You have accepted it then?” He said. She swallowed.

“I still don’t think my riding you is a good idea,” she said. Seshi exhaled through his nose. “But yes, I’ve decided.” She pressed her lips into her mouth as he dipped down. “Now?”

“No time like the present,” he said. “You are feeling brave, after all.” She swallowed. “Same as you would a horse, my dear one.” She boosted herself up and straddled his back. “Hold on to the spikes. Perhaps the Dovetail Queen will have record of the saddles, but for now, simply hang on tight.” She had no idea what he meant by saddles, but the her launched and she screamed and closed her eyes tightly. He let out a roar that felt joyous.

Then Seshi found the wind and they soared with it. Danna managed to open her eyes and exhaled. She’d dreamed of this, she remembered suddenly. Seshi swooped down and she laughed loud and long.

“Do you see why I wanted this?” Seshi asked.

“Hush,” she said, “I told you so isn’t becoming.” He laughed again and they flew over the village. “Will you fly us to Cammadan?” She asked.

“I will bear you, you are my rider,” he said. “And as a favor, also your mate.”

“Prior is not my mate,” she sighed and stopped herself. It was not worth continuing to argue. They landed on a promontory. She dismounted.

“You fought that for two years,” Seshi teased. “What do you think now?” Danna laughed.

“I apologize for my delay,” she said. “Do you want me there when you explain to the others?” He nudged her.

“No,” he said softly. “No, I will handle them.” She nodded.

“Danna Finn?” She jumped and turned. A woman in a black robe with brown skin, a long nose and amber eyes had appeared next to her.

Her face was familiar. But Danna couldn’t place her. She was a witch though, and Prior had mentioned witches being troublesome.

“Who are you?” She asked.

“There’ll be time for that later,” the woman’s voice was alarmed. “We’ve met before. But Prior is in trouble.” Danna felt her heart lurch.

“Cole,” she whispered. The witch nodded. “Seshi, will you bear her?”

“Yes, daughter of Mariah,” he nodded. “I will bear you,” the witch nodded and climbed on his back and headed towards town.