Lycan Court - Dawn
I woke to the sound of activity in the palace grounds.
Soldiers were moving around in lines. Supplies were being loaded. Horses were being prepared. Through my window, I could see that everyone was getting ready for something serious, either war or a very dangerous journey.
The trip to the Shadowlands was happening.
Today.
A servant came in. She was not Petra, and she looked very nervous. She carried a tray of food and a message sealed with Damon’s personal mark.
I opened it and read:
‘Be ready to leave within the hour. Wear travel clothes. Bring nothing you can't carry yourself. We move fast and light. -D’
No kindness. No comfort. Just instructions.
I dressed quickly in the leather pants and tunic that were prepared for me. I braided my hair back and tried to s
