Chapter 9
Family History
They huddled together against the wall of their cell, Penny snug between her father and Ronan, which was kind of like snuggling into a living, breathing rug. Ronan, never the most touchy-feely of people, was being a good sport about it, though, even allowed her to nap away the last few hours of dawn, and when she awoke, the cell was noonday bright, and her father was up and pacing.
When he saw Penny awake, he smiled and walked back to them.
“I’ve been wearing that chain for years,” he said. “It’s good to be able to pace again.”
“Why did she unchain us?” Ronan shifted a yawning Penny off his lap. “I’m happy to be off the leash, but I don’t trust acts of kindness coming from her.”
“Something big is coming,” Torin said. “The family is planning something big on t
