Born of Blood and Ash

“Liessa?”

“We don’t have to wait for it to rain or for the snow to fall and then melt,” I told him. “I can restore the rivers and lakes in the Shadowlands.”

That got his attention.

He was no longer checking out my breasts. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Or at least I thought so. “I can do it.” Resolve filled me, and Ash either saw it in my stare or sensed it, because the line of his shoulders became rigid. “I can do it now.”