Asher’s room was at the end of the corridor past the last guard post.
I walked slowly, stopping twice to talk myself out of turning back.
He is probably asleep. I told myself. I will just check and leave. That's what I convinced myself.
Luna said nothing. She had been unusually quiet since the corridor incident and I wasn't sure if that was better or worse.
I reached his door and no sounds from inside.
I pushed it open slowly, just enough to slip through.
The room was dim, only the soft glow of moonlight coming through the partly open window. Asher was in bed, eyes closed and breathing steady but shallow in a way that didn't sit right with me.
He looked different like this.
Without the steady eyes and the calm authority and the patience that never seemed to run out.
He looked l
