Nikias hauled out Lycus and Corinna’s domukardi, childlike grin wide and alive on his face.
“The rest of us got a good look at ours last week when you were gone.” He stopped and straightened, leaving the box to rest at their feet. His thin frame was deceptive, baby-faced appearance concealing the fox in human skin. He wasn’t the strongest among them, but it was for his wit and ability to move unnoticed that this smiling youth had been chosen. “Figured we’d let you guys in on it. I’m sure we’ll pass some mortal who can open this for us.”
“Explain?” Lycus asked with an up-tilted brow.
Both he and Corinna leaned up against the stone walls as golden light spilled in from above, dust motes fluttering down and verdant ferns swaying with the sigh of the wind. They had been absent from the most
