Fetheion returned moments before the sun set. He walked inside as the last rays of sunlight disappeared, leaving their place to the pale, silver shine of the stars.
By then, we had all gathered in the common room on the first floor of the building. We weren't really talking or doing anything together prior to Fetheion's arrival.
Mona was sitting with Laura and Theresa, each of them reading either a book, or scribbling something down.
Asher was lost in thought as he inspected an orb of light in his palm. Lucius was cleaning his blade, again. I had started to believe it was his way of coping with the wait before the battle. The calm before the storm, so to speak.
Rina and Alex were in the kitchen, preparing our dinner. I was somewhat worried that they'd burn it, but I didn't interfere. They probably needed this time.
What do you think Fetheion will tell him?