Chapter 3.
Fiore.
Days had passed, and the three of us could not decide what plan of attack to take. Every time the other Princes had an idea, I could see the holes in it. Or Everly tossed the plan out before I could come up with a way to make it work.
I was done.
Enough.
I won’t wait around any longer. I’m going after her, with or without their help.
I waited until the sun had set and it was night. The other Princes went to bed in Nyeer’s castle and I gathered my weapons. My sword, my long knife. I packed my warmest clothes and resolved my plan to head for the Veil.
I wasn’t sure how I was going to rescue her alone, but I knew I couldn’t sit back and wait any longer. My body was healed, and nourished, and I was able to fight once again.
It was deathly quiet as I crept through Nyee
