“Sir, we have news,” Link taps his pen against the clipboard in his hand. The past few days, getting the soldiers ready for a real fight, have been draining. I still wonder where Link was that night, although he says he had overslept. “Spit it out, Link!” I wipe my hand across my face. My eyes burn and are scratchy and I struggle not to yawn at the thought of another boring report. He’s shifting from one leg to another and avoiding my eyes. I frown. “Sir, uh…” I fold my arms across my chest and wait, raising an eyebrow at him. “Queen Lilith is getting married,” he says it all in one breath and then quickly moves three steps back as if bracing for a punch. I am frozen. Who could she possibly be marrying? Is she in love with them? I’ve spent all my time doing everything to build a wall,

