For a second, Mo stood in the silent darkness unable to breathe. “We did it! We did it, right?”
“Seems like.” Lachtin let go of his hand, his clothes rustling in the dark as he moved around.
“Eldred?”
No response came.
“Eldred?” Mo’s heart started banging again. “Eldred, can you please say something?”
Nothing.
Lachtin lit one of the candles and held it up in front of Eldred. He was unmoving, like before. “Ah...erm...I might have to call Mother unless you have some smart way to bring him back?”
Him?Lachtin’s pleading eyes made his gut knot. “Is this the grounding thing?”
“Yeah, he’s probably floating around up there, forgetting he’s supposed to come back down.”
“Bring him back.”
“I tried...several times. I can’t reach him.”