At dawn the next day, pounding on the door jerked Jared awake.
"Young Master Chance, time to depart." Outside, Vivian's cool voice carried through the wood panels.
Jared rose, opened the door, and found her standing there in simple white robes. The morning light wrapped her in a faint gold halo, like a figure from a painting.
"Good morning, Miss Chance," Jared greeted.
He stifled a yawn. "We're heading to Dragonmere this early?"
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