Chapter Four
I wake up and I know I need to get outside. It’s dark and judging from the light snoring coming from two different directions, everyone is still sleeping, but something important is happening and I need to leave this room, immediately. As quiet as I can, I slip out from under the covers and make my way through the dark room. A sliver of golden streetlamp light breaking through a slit in the curtains is the only thing illuminating the room, but somehow I know exactly where to tread without stumbling over our clothes or bags. Just when I reach the door, Arc lifts his head from the sofa closest to the exit. “What ye doin’?” he asks groggily.
Without being called for, my magic springs into life. “Sleep,” I whisper, threads of magic carrying my command. He sinks back onto the sof
