Mikelos headed inside the club, pretending not to hear Radek calling his name. He didn’t feel much like chatting tonight. Dancing would keep his mind off of the council session, and the random visions he kept having of Victory lunging across the table and throttling Emily Fabbri. Entertaining though it was, he didn’t think that particular scenario would end well.
“Are we sure this is a good idea?” Toria said. “I mean, we could run right into scouts. We are not exactly stealthy like this.”
Under the dim light of the half-moon, Toria could not see Asaron’s smile, but she heard his low laugh.
“The river crossing is a few more miles away.” Kane pulled his horse abreast of hers. “What’s wrong?”
Toria steered her own mount around a stone in the road, taking advantage of the time to compose h
