I sat in the back of the war room, a few seats away from the Alpha’s and the generals, listening to Daemon explain the landscape of the castle for the tenth time. The long table we sat at was ideal for placing down maps, plans, and formations. He drew a somewhat coherent map of the grounds based on what he saw when he rescued me.
My mind has blocked out a lot of what I saw in the dungeon, so I wasn’t much help.
It’s interesting to see them plan this. I’ve stayed quiet to learn as much as I could and not make them mad at me. Everyone was listening to Daemon intently and taking down notes.
As soon as he was done talking, the door burst open. One of the guards ran in, whispering something to Axel and handing him a piece of paper. Axel nodded at him before he left. He opened the paper and
