Lia stood at her window, staring out at the already darkening sky. The cold wind blew through her hair and into her room, making her shiver and hug herself.
Her eyes were filled with fear and curiosity, and her heart was beating so loudly that anyone outside the room could hear it.
Tears slowly welled up in her eyes as her mind predicted bad things would happen that day.
The increasing cold was a clear indication that the day was not going to end well.
Unexpectedly, the door slammed open. She gasped and turned to see her husband's bandaged jaw.
"You want to let me out of here?" Lia demanded angrily, not caring why his jaw was bandaged; she was already aware that Sage had returned to Credia.
"I am not going to let you out, especially since the ice dragon is coming." Dexter appeared to be approaching her.
Lia tried to avoid him, but he grabbed her wrist and drew her close, wrapping her arm around her waist.
