Raven
I was sitting in my room late that night, reading a book in bed, when a knock on my door suddenly jolted me out of my thoughts. I frowned as I stood and grabbed a nearby robe, tugging it around myself before opening the door.
Neil stood in the doorway, dressed all in black.
“Come with me,” he said quietly, his voice low as if he didn’t want anyone to hear.
I blinked, my hand still gripping the edge of the door. “What? Why?”
“You’ll see.” When I didn’t move, he added, “You still want to make that call, don’t you?”
That got my attention. Without another word, I threw on my leathers and my cloak, fastening it as I followed him into the dimly lit hallway. The castle was eerily silent at this hour, with only the flicker of torches and the occasional guard standing
