I lay in bed, my eyelids heavy with exhaustion. Two hours of sleep was a significant amount, but my mind was a jumbled mess, refusing to settle. I stared blankly at the ceiling, my gaze drifting around the room without focus. Thinking was the last thing I wanted to do.

Selena's steady progress was a small comfort. The Aurora was a skilled healer, and her hands had worked wonders, and she'd be awake soon. I knew it was only a matter of time.

My grandfather had already reached out to me through ...