Wren
The war sped up, so we did too.
Selene's warning changed the mansion overnight. Scouts went out in doubled rings. Darius moved half his warriors north to the border between our territories. Lucien filled three journals with her tellings and checked them against each other, and they held. Every day the maps grew more arrows, and Lucien's slate counted down, and the strange thing, the thing I'll never be able to explain to anyone who wasn't there, is that the house got warmer as it got darker. We were a family preparing for a storm, and family was the loudest thing in every room.
And the evenings stayed mine. Zephyr's law held. Whatever the day did to us, at sundown the war stopped at the study door.
Lucien's evening came three days after Selene.
His invitation was a card. Of cours
