Alaric pulled himself out of the chair and shuffled down the hall and into a room with a bed, dropping onto the bed. He pulled his boots off and unbuttoned his pants, but he didn"t get as far as pulling them down before he laid back, fatigue pulling at every fiber of his being. He was nearly asleep when Evan came and stood at the end of the bed.
“He wants to know if you"re sure.”
“About which part?” Alaric asked, looking up at him.
“All of it. Shallon, the Shades…”
Alaric closed his eyes, the image of that face immediately popping up. He nodded. “I"m sure.”
“You know we can"t go in there.” Evan was frowning, his face hard. “Not officially.”
“You think I give two shits about official anything?” Alaric asked. He would sit up if he could, but he was so wiped out that it was taking every
