Chapter 6 Jamie
Like many nights in the last month, Jamie found it difficult to sleep. The shadows that lay in the corners played tricks on his eyes, making him startle awake when he drifted toward sleep. The quiet, crackling torches in the hall sent flickers of light dancing on the walls of their room, giving just enough light for Jamie to see the shape of Queen Moraine. Her words echoed in the night, ricocheting off of everything she hadn’t said, spinning into a tight spiral of dread.
Were his children okay?
Were his children okay?His life was reduced to a series of unanswerable questions. It was no wonder he couldn’t sleep.
He got up and paced the room for a few minutes. Eight steps one way, and eight steps back. He moved to the door, trying to see who was on patrol tonight. The
