Amber joined the small group at the fire, once she was dressed in thick dragon-leather trousers and a long sleeve shirt, taking the plate of food Treon handed her. No one spoke while they ate, most of the camp around them silent. Only the soft sounds of people sleeping and a couple of people patrolling the area disturbed the quiet of the slowly lightening morning. Amber would have preferred it if someone had talked so she could focus on anything other than her thoughts. She couldn’t stop worrying about how everyone was back home. The couple of trackers they had weren’t very skilled. Surely Kade wouldn’t risk letting one of them lead him through the Void to find her.
Morgane, Jorn, Cort and Becan seemed to rise as one while Tathen, Starne and Treon stood up a few seconds after them. When B
