Adjusting the shawl around my shoulders, I paced the room, desperate to find a solution. When the sky turned light purple, my heart nearly sank. I was out of time. My eyes were bouncing around the room, eager to grasp at anything that could help.
“Milady?” May appeared in a doorway.
“Yes?”
I knew it was too early to hold a clan meeting, but there was no way his enemies would allow him to fully recover. Not when the power of three clans was on the line. Many clan warriors weretoo ambitious to let this opportunity slide. The blood drained from my face.
“Milady, please take some rest. I will take your place.”
“There’s no time to rest.”
I stopped, looking out the window, not seeing much past the silver droplets on the glass. My efforts would not mean a thing if I could not protect both of us.
How far was I willing to go to save Tynan?
I would do anything. But I wavered, uncertain. I was waiting for some sign, some change in the air that would give me an idea, show me a course of action. My intuition has always been my biggest asset. I just had to listen to it, and the answer would come. It always did. Suddenly, as quick as a flash of lightning, a new plan formulated in my head.
I turned, meeting May’s gaze.
“I need to move Tynan to another room.”
“Milady?”
“Find me a room. One furthest from the main hall with a sturdy door. And bring Sage here.”
“I don’t . . . understand.”
“Hurry, May! Time is not on our side.”
Fifteen minutes later, Sage entered the room, followed by my maid. Sage’s face was wrinkled on one side and he was wearing a voluminous, silken robe and a night cap.
“Milady.” His eyes darted toward Tynan and his brows lowered.
“May, have you found another room?” I asked.
“Yes, milady.” She inclined her head.
“May I ask—” Sage attempted to speak.
“I need help from both of you,” I interrupted him.
“Does anyone know about the room?” I asked.
“No, milady.”
“Great. Let’s get to work.” I approached the bed.
“I’m not following.” Sage froze, his jaw rolled.
“I need to move Tynan to another room,” I said.
“Why?” He wrinkled his forehead.
“To delay the meeting we talked about. Many warriors saw him in this room.” I approached the bed and took off the blanket.
Sage’s mouth hung open.
“I meant we use diplomacy,” he said.
