CHAPTER 302

ENURRUA

DAY FORTY-FIVE

Isheeni looked up slowly as she felt Anja approach. The cave was silent, everyone getting the last bit of sleep they could before the battles began. The Spartans were confident and ready, waiting in their positions all around the mountain strong hold. The men and women rebels were less confident, most believing they would not live through the next day or so. Though Isheeni could not see the first fingers of dawn stretching across the sky, she could feel it as the sun rose. She glanced down quickly to where Aricia was curled up next to her, Isheeni's now healed wing draped gently over her sleeping form.

Isheeni… how do you feel? Anja asked as she settled silently to the cave floor in front of her.