Lancelin’s P.O.V:

It was an hour later, when I was inside the shower, that I felt it, that familiar tug on my mind that always told me when she was nearby.

“Damnit!” I cursed as I turned the shower off and then started drying up so I could get this meeting over with. Why the hell was she here?

I dressed in a pair of black pants and a crisp white shirt before running my hands through my damn hair. Once I was ready, I checked on Sana to find her fast asleep. Good. She’d need lots of sleep to get back some of her energy. I locked the door...