Mallory had no idea how long she’d been asleep when the lack of movement from the wagon woke her, but she woke to nearly complete darkness, a blanket draped over her. Not even the miner’s helmet or a lantern was lit. She reached for her wand.
Ryan placed his hand over hers, his other arm remaining around her. “We’re too close to Cutthroat Harbour for a light.”
“What are we doing? Other than sitting here.” Mallory stared out the back of the wagon. It was too dark to see anything other than shadows against shadows.
“Welby and Jorgen have gone to scout the area to find somewhere for the wagoner to wait,” Emica said.
Mallory stared at the area in front of her, trying to see Emica in the darkness. “We’re not going to have enough night vision potions. It’s impossible to see anything around
