else.”
He chuckled and patted my hand. “No, dear. I’ve just wanted to chat with you since my rescue. There hasn’t been any time. As a good friend to your father, I wanted to let you know that man did everything he could to save you from Mandesa.”
“I know.”
“Do you? He was crushed when you were taken, but he knew you were safer there than anywhere else. As an asset to Mandesa, you had a chance to survive, as his daughter you would’ve been hunted down and murdered in your sleep.”
“I’m not sure I’ll ever completely understand his choice, but I respect it and that’s progress.”
“All ships retreat,” the com operator ordered the code for Penton to execute his weapon.
We all held our breath in anticipation. The operator nodded and a cheer rang from the few remaining crew members on the bridge.
Father snarled at them in warning that the fight wasn’t over, and the bridge fell silent.
Trust me. Watch Penton, he’s proved himself time and time again.
He’s perfect. Raeth’s internal thoughts amplified into my head. My heart warmed at the fact she’d found a little happiness in this crazy world.
Oops, apparently Father left our connection open.
Yes, for now , Father answered.
The com operato r nodded. My legs protested from all the energy I’d expelled without replenishing, not to mention the stress and emotional turmoil of the last day. I slid down the wall and pulled my knees to my chest. There was nothing left for us to do, but wait.
Once clear of the fight, Raeth turned the ship to display the battle on the front view.
Fallon joined me. “You three were destined to be together.”
“Us four,” Raeth called from the front. “I know Penton isn’t a member of the Triune, but—”
“There is more to th e prophecy,” Fallon stated.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“You realize the claim of the Triune is real.”
I snickered. “Yes, I can’t deny that anymore.”
“That leaked from our council during the war, but we were able to keep the rest of the intel to ourselves. You see, one of the members of the Neumarian Council could estimate future events based on current trends. It’s sort of a statistical prophecy in a way , but deeper than that. The one who had the gift also channeled more than just facts. Emotions, psychology, the art of body language and behavior play a part. All the information was churned up and a prophecy was spit out.”
“ So, what’s the rest?” I asked.
“Penton must be the protector of the Triune.” He nodded to Harrison and a click sounded in my head. Fallon leaned close and whispered. “The one who will risk his life and die to save the Triune.”
I cupped my hands over my mouth to stop the gasp from reaching Raeth’s ears. My pulse thrashed at my neck. I slowly lowered my hands to my side. “You think he’s going to die out there, don’t you?”
Fallon clasped my hands in his. “Yes.”
Chapter Five
My chest tightened with grief. Raeth had struggled, yes, but she’d also overcome torture, psychological issues, and more pain in her life than anyone I’d ever met. If Penton died, her ability to function in any capacity would cease.
I struggled to control the tremors tearing through me. “I refuse to believe it.”
“I’m not the prophesier,” Fallon rubbed his palms down his thighs. “You may be right. However, this is a deduction based upon the number of times he’s saved you three.”
“What did the prophesy say ? Exact wording.”
He flicked a piece of debris from his pants. “A human who is a friend of the Triune and loved one of them, will be their savior.”
“Okay. He’s our savior. But that’s different from him dying to fulfill his destiny.”
Fallon sighed, “There’s more to the prophecy. Your father wants to protect you, but has reluctantly agreed for me to share this.”
My attention bounced between the raging war being fought in the distance through the front screen, the love