"OH." She looked down, relieved that they were implementing the plan as soon as possible but not excited to be travelling at night. What if there Killian was on her trail? Then again, she'd left during the day, so there was no way they could've tracked her already. Their noses weren't made for tracking scents, or she'd been told.
"You look tired," Atia said softly. Alison looked up to see her watching her, concern knitting her brow.
Alison gave her a half-hearted smile. "I'm fine. I just did a lot of running today."
Grayson's mother watched her for a moment, and she felt that she perceived more about her than Alison wanted her to. It was like the walls blocking out her emotion crumbled when she gave that piercing look. Alison quickly tried to change the subject.
"I hope she can tell me what she promised to tell me all those years ago...and the location and timing of the Ritual."
