The camp was a buzzing hive the rest of the day. Everyone was gathering and packing essentials. Lydia was sorting books from the library into sacks on the floor. There was so much work to be done she couldn’t imagine it would get done in time. Simon and Oliver were throwing a wooden ball back and forth as they were distracted from packing blankets. She was glad to see the young boy smiling again. Oliver was one of the youngest members in the camp. Killian had told her previously that almost everyone with children went to the City of Arcaan to protect them. Killian had tried to hide his feelings toward that notion, but Lydia could tell what he was thinking. His parents hadn’t taken him or his sister to safety. Watching Oliver laugh with his other brother Lydia decided he had made the right
