Andrei’s POV
The first rays of dawn had just barely broken over the mountains, but I was already pacing the courtyard and had been doing so for hours. The warriors had already assembled, boasting over three hundred strong—warriors from Moonshadow, Ashmoor, Bloodmoon, Aspen, Oakshield, and Green Ridge. An army united by a single goal.
Find Natalia. Find Damon.
And kill the Winter King.
I had barely slept—maybe I had managed to rest for an hour at most, but sleep eluded me for the most part. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Natalia’s face smiling beside me. The twins sleeping peacefully in their beds. And then I would open my eyes and find the empty room. The blood on the floor. The fantasy never lasted outside my dreams, and thus rest refused to come.
But I couldn’t afford to think a
