At the crack of dawn, Iona woke up to find that Rolfe wasn't there in the room. Panic cruised through her body and she got up with a jolt? Did he leave her and go? When the blurriness of the night cleared her mind, she heard voices—loud voices of people coming from the courtyard. And she knew that they were gathering for the mission.
It took her precisely twenty minutes to get dressed and come to the courtyard. The place was packed. Demon and fae soldiers were standing in several neat rows as Rolfe gave instructions on which line would enter the kingdom first. From the corner of her eyes, she found Caleb sitting on a small parapet, watching them all with a leather skin in his hand. He would drink brew from it time to time and wipe his mouth with his sleeve.
