"Tris?" I asked, arching a brow even though she couldn't see it. "Why are you calling? It's already the middle of the night."
Knowing Tris and Johanne, they'd probably already done the deed by now. After all, they'd just gotten married tonight, so it wouldn't be surprising if they had already taken things to the next level. Still, I couldn't ignore the fact that Johanne was, in reality, a woman. Her gender had been altered to male, though I had no clue why. My best guess? Her father, the Sword Saint, didn't want a female heir and used someone's ability to switch her gender.
"I need to ask you something," Tris said from the other end of the line, her tone oddly serious. "Do you mind? You're not busy right now, are you?"
"I'm not," I replied, leaning back. "Not yet, anyway. Why are you calling?"
"There's a problem," she admitted. "Do you mind hearing me out?"