Aurenya’s POV
I didn’t sleep again after that.
Not properly.
Every time I closed my eyes, it felt like something was waiting just behind them—patient, steady, like it knew I would eventually look inward again.
So I stayed awake.
Or tried to.
The room was quieter now.
Rhydan had left the edge of the bed at some point, moving to stand near the doorway instead. Kaelor hadn’t moved much at all—still by the window, still watching like he was waiting for something outside to become a problem.
Draven was the only one who looked unchanged.
Like nothing about this situation surprised him.
Like he had already accepted the worst version of it.
My fingers tightened slightly against the blanket.
“…How long was I out?” I asked.
Rhydan answered first. “A few hours.”
That short?
It didn’t f
