Riley

The loud music and shouting from the valley celebration downstairs were starting to quiet down as the night grew late, and I took Fantine's hand to guide her away from the long tables on the porch, leading her up the narrow dirt path that climbed toward the highest mountain ledge above our village. Silas and his mountain warriors were still down in the yard drinking with my father's elders, but up here on the high dirt trail, the night was completely quiet except for the sound of our boots stepping over small rocks on the path.

"Where are you taking me so late at night, Riley, when your father...