When Naerin turned around to check on her she was soundly asleep. He’d half thought that she would be, Pryderin was pushing her harder than he really ought to. Harder than he’d been pushed when he’d taken over as guardian of the wards. He knew it made sense, Siana needed strength and steadiness to carry the circles and stubbornness to ensure that they did not attempt to consume her. She had the stubbornness down, but the strength would take time. Hopefully not too much time. The court ...