Kael’s Point Of View.

“Call my soldiers now!”

Morning crept in dull and gray, pressing against the heavy curtains of my chamber.

I hadn’t slept, rage made sure of that.

Lyra lay tangled in my sheets, golden hair spilling across the pillow, her skin glowing in the dim light.

She looked peaceful even if she was upset that I bailed out last night.

I stared at her for a moment, wondering how she could sleep so soundly after everything.

Then I pushed the thought away.

I got up, ...