There was no time for sleep. Nesrin had thrown him a lifeline that Kade couldn’t let go of.
He sat on the edge of the cot in the healer’s tent with his boots already on, buckling his armor, and making sure the straps were fitted. The world had narrowed to a single point, Lyra. The only focus was on where she was, what he had to do to reach her.
There was no fear. Doubt didn’t even enter his mind. There was only one direction to move in.
Nesrin watched him for a long time before speaking.
“You look like a man who already knows how this ends,” she said quietly.
Kade didn’t look up, intent on his task, “I know where she is. It’s all that matters.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
His gaze finally met hers. There was no bravado in his expression. She saw no hunger for glory as she’d seen
