(Olivia's POV)
This time, I was outside the door to Lily's room, listening to the gasps from inside, and I felt the pain burning like acid in my veins, but I refused to let it paralyze me. Instead, I turned it into action and made it to Isabella's place before full daylight.
"You look like death," Isabella said bluntly as I entered, her sharp eyes taking in my appearance. "When's the last time you slept?"
I waved off her concern, spreading maps across her desk. "Sleep is a luxury we don't have time for. We need to get the warriors out before Richard realizes what we're planning."
Isabella studied my face for a long moment before sighing. "At least sit down before you fall down. You're even paler than usual."
Without Cora's strength flowing through me, every movement felt heavier, more
