Mission Revealed
The Shift brought them to a small room furnished with nothing but an old chair and a small table. No windows gave light, and the only door was closed. "Where are we?" Wisp asked.
Aenaila raised a finger to silence him. "Wait until I let him know we are here," she said. "We are not expected."
Wisp tensed at the mention of “him,” and his mind immediately filled with scenarios of what this person meant to her. Aenaila had grown to mean a lot to him. Perhaps too much.
"Jago, I'm here."
Her voice was as sweet as ever, Wisp thought, but he noted it bore an almost commanding tone. Before he completed the thought, the door opened to reveal a man of medium height with hair as dark as night. He wore a smile that need not be painted, and sparkles shined from deep-blue eyes. Wisp
