Chapter 10

Cyrus knew they were late. The two flags of Shizumi and Chryse blew proudly, visible even from this far away. The unique teal blue color of the opal wood glistened in the sun, the reflection in the water sparkling brightly. He glanced at his brother, who was staring right ahead with a worried look on his face.

“We should fly?” Cyrus said, even though it came out like a question. Cain didn’t like it when Cyrus used his magic, though, for the life of him, he couldn't remember why. There had been a reason – a valid one – that seemed to have slipped his mind.

“We should fly,” Cain nodded, turning around and yelling instructions to the ship’s captain. Cyrus stared at his brother, watching as his ape swished from one side to another as Cain moved with quick steps. And suddenly, he glimpsed it.

A necklace.