Lilith opened her eyes at the sound of the first crow from the hen. Sleep had only come to her in the late hours of the night, and even then, it was plagued by terrifying, disturbing dreams, visions so horrid she dared not put them into words.
Slowly, she rose from the bed, running her fingers through her hair. She couldn't wait for all of this to be over and for life to return to normal.
After freshening up and changing into the first dress her hands touched, Lilith brushed and braided her hair without much thought. Appearance was the least of her concerns this morning. Once the braids were pinned neatly atop her head, she stepped out of the room, intending to head toward the crypt until distant voices reached her ears.
They were coming from the courtyard.
She halted, curiosity pricking at her senses, and changed direction. When she stepped out of the building, her eyes immediately fell on Viktor, Lucian, Charlotte, and another man she barely recognized, it was a royal guard.
