It was past midnight, and everyone should have been asleep, but no one was. Not when the mating ceremony was finally happening.
Thorne stood at the far end of the table, with Caelum and Mason by his sides, followed by every official and every single head warrior from different parts of the realm.
The meeting had been going on for two hours, and even though they were tired, none of them dared to voice it out. Tonight was the most important night they had been preparing for. All warriors had been required to add extra hours to their training sessions, showing pure dedication and commitment. Anyone who showed even the slightest sign of a cough was immediately removed.
A large map was placed over the table, and Thorne's finger pointed to a mark. "Here. This sector has been left defenseless," he said, looking over them all.
