Lila's POV
The camp was covered by gentle moonlight during the silent night. With every soft breath, Aria's little chest rose and fell as she slept peacefully in my arms. She held her favorite toy, Woof, close to her chest with her fingers.
The orange glow illuminated Kian's face as he sat by the fire. His shoulders were stiff, his gaze far away. I was aware that the map we had discovered and the temple were on his mind.
Aria muttered, "Mama," as she slept and clung to me.
I stroked her hair and whispered, "I'm here, baby."
Kian turned to watch us, his blue eyes growing softer. "You ought to get some rest," he added softly. "You've spent the entire day awake."
Despite my doubts about my ability to sleep, I vowed to do so. I was still thinking about the shimmering symbols in the templ
