Midnight GatheringEhrien had fallen asleep rather quickly that night, exhausted from a rhythm of work her body was not accustomed to. Her muscles would be sore in the morning, she was sure, and her head still pounded from all the work she’d done with Sonea. And Amell. The cure surely rested on the bed she had in a room with walls of her soul.
But her rest was cut short very quickly, as rest tends to be when one is woken with a hood covering their head.
Will was in good shape, as expected by his mother and his name, so the day itself wouldn’t have had much an effect on his body had it not been for the confrontation the day before. Having said that, Will was more than pleased to turn in early and take full advantage of a good night’s sleep. After all, being one of the only three newcomers
