Dravina’s POV

I took my time getting ready. Not because I wanted to stall though that’s what I told myself but because I needed the space to breathe, to steady myself, to prepare.

Malrik had surrendered to sleep once I finished, exhaustion finally claiming him. I envied that. The ease with which he could close his eyes and rest, even for a little while, while my own thoughts churned endlessly.

By the time I ate breakfast, the news came: Cassian was waiting in the guest lounge.

It was ...