CHAPTER 46 — Recognition
Carolyn
Dawn had not yet fully broken when I stood up, I slept with two eyes open literally, I hadn't blinked a second all night, not when I was a sheep amongst wolves.
The camp around me remained mostly quiet, though the low crackle of dying firewood drifted through the air.
Every sound during the night had kept me even more alert, the patrolling of guards, quiet footsteps passing near my tent, the occasional murmur of voices from wolves on watch.
My body just laid there resting, but my mind had stayed awake, circling the same realization again and again.
The Dragondrakes, a rogue coalition preparing for war against Silvermoon. And I was sitting in the middle of their encampment. For a moment, I remained still inside the small tent, staring at the dim fabri
