A crick in her neck ached as she awoke fully still curled up on the window, she eyes the room from behind her eyelids, and from a corner of her eyes, she could see Kyra resting her head on the table.
In a way, she could tell she had been up all night, she had kept the poor woman up, and she wasn't even sure she could share everything that had happened to her.
She had a lot she could tell Kyra, but she chose silence, perhaps she didn't know how she would take the whole tale off the impending danger that might rock silver crests so soon.
Kyra stirred almost at the same time she did.
“Thank God you are alive, you gave everyone a scare.”
“Everyone?” She tried to process what everyone could mean.
“How many people knew about what happened?” Aerona asked.
In a way, she tried to process Zay
