MARIENNE
That look. Even in his dragon form, I almost melted at the heat and promise in Erik’s eyes. But there was no time to dwell on it.
I sprinted down the narrow, twisting hallway as fast as my legs could carry me, glancing out of every window I passed to see if the raiders had breached the walls.
So far, Damon’s people seemed to be holding strong—for now.
I followed the corridors until I heard people—dozens and dozens of frightened voices—and then I followed those sounds, dashing past suits of armor and old tapestries until I reached a dimly lit, musty hall.
A group of people huddled in a corner close to the small fire. All of them looked up when I rushed in. As far as I could tell, the group mostly consisted of women and children. Every face held an identical expression of compl
