Orion remained seated, but the ease in his posture was gone now. His fingers were still interlocked, yet the grip had tightened. Evangeline continued to sway Camille gently, humming under her breath, unaware, or perhaps pretending not to notice the way the air had changed. Selene felt the pressure first.
That was the only way she could describe it. Camille was still warm and small in Evangeline’s arms.
“You said the unrest is growing,” Selene said quietly. “How so?” Orion’s gaze lifted to hers. Measured. Careful. "The western scouts reported organized groups gathering near the border," Orion said. "They're not crossing yet. They're positioning."
Sable frowned. "How many?"
"Enough to concern us."
Evangeline looked down at Camille. "Do they intend to come here?"
Orion's gaze briefly s
