Nicholas’ POV “Hey. Wake up.” My eyes open to find the old witch, Perla, kicking me roughly with her shoe. As soon as she sees me stirring, she turns her back to me, presumably to wake my Light One as well. Each time I travel through a portal, I wake up on the ground completely disoriented, and I loathe the fact that there is a period of time – however brief – that I am unconscious and vulnerable to attack. “How far are we from the castle?” my Light One groans beside me, rubbing his head as he sits up. “Far enough that no one will notice the light from the portal,” Perla huffs. “I’ll wait right here while you go in and rescue your girl. Don’t keep me waiting too long.” We are in a thick, dark forest, with trees surrounding us on all sides. It takes a moment for me to find my beari

