Sable's POV
Three days after the news about Vaelor scouts, Rook called for volunteers to help track their movement further, mapping how deep they'd pushed into contested territory so the Hollow could plan accordingly. I raised my hand before I fully thought it through.
"Are you sure about that?" Ivy asked, low enough that only I could hear.
"I'm sure."
Rook's eyes found me across the gathered group, and something in his expression told me he already suspected exactly why I'd volunteered, even if I hadn't fully admitted it to myself yet.
"This is Vaelor tracking," he said, addressing the group but keeping his eyes on me a beat longer than necessary. "Not an excuse to wander anywhere near Ironclaw's border. I need people focused on the task, not distracted by anything else."
"I underst
