"Remember that the weather in Faerie fluctuates from very hot to very cold every day," Bastien says. “Dress accordingly. We won’t want to have to use our magic unless absolutely necessary.”
“Why not?” Callan asks.
“It might alert them to our presence,” Araceli says.
“I’m going to stay behind and do what I can here,” Tanwen says. “Things are crazy after the drone attack, and someone needs to keep an eye on the Order from this side. But I wish you the best of luck.”
“Thanks for your help, Tanwen,” I say. “This wouldn’t have been possible without you.”
“Just remember our deal.” She gives me a little nod, before flying off with a beat of her bright white wings.
The rest of us split up and head back to our dorms. Araceli and I are already packed, so all we do is grab our bags, run around
