CHAPTER 74

Ema could hear the sunlight just barely crawling over the horizon; she sat up swiftly in her bed with an alarm in her chest.

The events that she watched the previous day flashed in her mind and, with them, the passion of getting close to their goal was all she could think of.

Amelia was strolling in another town now, and she could not proceed as she would; time had passed her by.

She moved down towards the guard’s quarters. “Get up,” she whispered firmly, vigorously shaking the shoulders of her guards. ‘‘As a matter of fact, get on your feet and let us move’’.

Grunts and grumbles rumbled from her rogues and they strained to sit up from the uncomfortable position they slept in.

They had gone into an old barn and all night they spent sleeping on the musty straw and the boards of the barn that were starting to rot.

As consciousness began to return, the feeling of the severity of their position along with them.

Turning to scan their faces, Ema mentally checked her crew on bo