Anwen

‘Nessa just confirmed everything,’ Candace says over mind-link.

‘What?’ I reply, trying not to look like I’m talking to anyone.

“If we put the targets in the west field, the sun will be in everyone’s eyes by noon.” Taner, Kieran’s Beta and representative at the meeting, taps the rough map of the castle laid out between dishes on the breakfast table before us. “No, I think the south field’s the ticket.”

“The south field is where your men ...