Thoren
By the time Nevara and Shelly were both fully recovered, I had rewritten the plan four times.
Kael called that excessive.
Salas called it thorough.
Nevara called it exactly what she expected from me.
I chose to believe Salas.
The four of us sat around the smaller table in our private sitting room while Shelly slept in the bassinet beside Nevara’s chair. She had been fed less than half an hour ago and was currently wrapped in a pale blue blanket with both hands tucked beneath her chin.
No one looking at her would have guessed an entire castle security operation was being constructed around her existence.
That was precisely how I wanted it.
Kael studied the pages spread across the table. “I still think the important part is making sure this doesn’t feel like a summons.”
“It
