The hours of darkness stretched on, filled with shadows and vague whisperings as all three young Fey were tended by the Healers of the Temple amid the quiet environs of the Temple Healing Wards. The three unlikely warriors had been given quiet rest under protective watch. Many of the rogue Dark Fey who had scattered when the Guard first arrived were, as yet, unaccounted for and their safety could have been in jeopardy. The night deepened, then faded as lavender predawn sparked the horizon with fair and then brilliant shades of roses and when the splendor of the sun stepped beyond the sill of the world, its grace was magnified by choruses of birds. The three combatants, survivors of the unprecedented battle that had shaken the vale through the dim hours, slept on, exhausted and sorely in ne
