There was an attack at midnight.
One moment the fortress was silent, the torches burning steady along the outer wall. The next, the east gate exploded inward in a shower of splintered wood and screaming iron.
Rogues poured through the breach like water through a cracked dam. Dozens of them. Wild eyed and snarling they moved very fast. As if they knew the layout.
The first wave hit the warriors' barracks. Men were slaughtered in their beds before they could shift. The second wave swept through the servants' quarters. Mira survived because she was in the kitchen fetching water for a headache. The girl who slept in the bunk beside hers did not.
Lina moved through the darkness twenty minutes before the attack.
She wore a dark colored cloak. The hood was pulled low. Her face was not visibl
