“What are you doing?” Liana asked, slowing her steps as she approached Drew.
Her new boots were still stiff, the leather glinting. She tested the ground carefully before placing her weight, making sure they didn’t sink into the soil. Only then did she straighten, lips curving into a pleased smile as she walked the rest of the distance toward him.
Jason’s car was already gone, his lazy wave memorable when he left.
Drew stood at the edge of the courtyard, the ruling council arranged loosely before him. The torches cast long shadows across the stone, the night thick with tension that hadn’t yet dissipated. At her approach, the ruling council members shifted uneasily. A few glanced at Drew nervously.
All except for Mira and Len. They glared at her openly, resentment simmering in their eyes
