Natalia’s POV
Damon and Grace arrived at sunup the following morning.
Andrei and I managed to sleep. Barely. Two or three hours, if that—and then we were up again, preparing for a battle that might come at any moment. A battle against trained warriors with ruby weapons and led by a woman who wanted to take me alive for reasons I still didn’t understand.
“You both look like s**t,” Damon pointed out by way of greeting as he and Grace entered the barracks. He clapped Andrei on the shoulder, then walked over to me and kissed my cheek.
“You look great, too, Damon,” I snorted, although there was no humor in it—I was too tired for that.
Truthfully, he did look good. A whole hell of a lot better than he had the last time I’d seen him, that was for sure. I wasn’t sure what they were feeding hi
