Lyle

Dayanara and Gunnar had been gone longer than anybody had said out loud the night they left. My mate has never once in her life come home early just to ease a man’s chest. But the sky over the southern hills stayed empty morning after morning, and I was getting anxious.

I was waiting and guarding the castle. I just didn’t know what I was guarding it from.

The children stayed in the heart of the castle, in the warded room with no windows and one door, where the walls hummed with ...