บท 70: Dream hunting

Trace opened his eyes with a sigh. The familiar sky above him calmed him, but he couldn't stay here.

There was far too much to do tonight.

Sanders had said to come see him after finishing his 'assignment', but Trace intended to reverse the order. He wasn't going to obey the blackmail letter without more information.

With a few loping steps that covered hundreds of miles each, He stood at the edge of his world, looking out at new constellations of softly glowing orbs.

It was a different view from high in the Princess's tower. Most of the orbs were below, instead of simply outward. He slept in the sitting room, his body against the doorway out to the hallway so that no one could get in or out without disturbing him.

Not the most comfortable place he'd ever slept, but not the least, either.