The rays of dawn reached into the cave and touched Sienna’s cheek. She opened her eyes to see coral light bathing the sleeping group, as if blessed by some heavenly benediction. She nestled back into Finn’s embrace, trying to fix the moment in her mind.
Sienna thought of her father and Bridget back on Earthside, the same dawn rising over the Ministry. Mapwalking had broken their love apart, taken everything from them both. Her father was a crippled husk, his body and mind shattered by that final mission. Bridget had given her very blood to the service of the Ministry, trapped in the guise of the Illuminated for who knows how many generations. Her grandfather’s skin lay in the Blood Gallery, his life sacrificed for a portal he couldn’t even ultimately defend. Sienna pulled his compass from
