Ariane:
I gasped awake—the world collapsing in around me, smoke and sorrow still clinging to my lungs.
I didn't think. I didn't breathe.
I just moved as Eiradon's grief became a tangible thing in my being.
The sheets tangled around my legs as I launched out of the bed, sweat cooling against my skin like frost in the chill of the room. The fire had gone out. A blessing I thanked the gods for.
Seris stirred behind me, mumbling my name, his voice thick with sleep and concern.
"Get up." My voice was hoarse, cracked from screaming in a dream I couldn't bear to keep to myself.
I threw his shirt and pants at him. "We need to call the others now. Wake them. Please bring them to the dining room. I need coffee or whiskey. I don't care."
Seris blinked the sleep from his eyes, sitting up slowl
