Seventeen
I wake up some time in the afternoon feeling almost normal, which is a great relief. I know I’m only postponing the inevitable effects of the curse, but I don’t care at this point. I simply need to make it through tomorrow night without collapsing. If I survive, I’ll worry about getting rid of the curse afterwards—hopefully by getting rid of that witch at the same time.
Late in the afternoon, the rest of the team—which now includes Elizabeth—gathers in the mountain’s meeting room for our final run-through of the plan.
“Problem,” Ana announces the moment she walks in. None of us are seated, and Lumethon hasn’t even arrived yet. “I spoke to Trian Hared. He—”
“Who?” Darius asks.
“The musician. He—”
“Oh, that guy you got all swoony over?”
“Darius!” Ana punches his arm before c
