Ness
I walk in circles through the darker side of the garden.
The night is clear, but also cold, and soon, I start feeling it in my bare arms.
I decide to go back inside.
Several guards, whose names I can’t remember, greet me as I pass by.
This is not a normal night.
Tension and unease fill the air.
All the lights on the ground floor are on, and I can hear voices, probably coming from the common room where the Clan Z soldiers and enforcers gather—the ones not part of Zeldric’s inner circle.
I rarely wander around the house, especially at night.
I know Zeldric has an office, one he barely uses—probably the one he used today for his meeting with my brother and Gavrel.
But the real important meetings always take place in the small office inside his private wing—the same one I’ve snu
