Nobody moved.That was the first thing. The whole room just locked up. Vaelor was on his feet already but he had gone completely still two steps from the table.
Caelum had his hand on the wall. Devra was the only one who looked unsurprised, which probably meant she was the most frightened of all of them.
Three knocks. Slow. Even. Like whoever was on the other side had all the time in the world.
Lyra's hand was still closed over her wrist.
Aelara looked at Vaelor. He shook his head, very small. Don't move yet.
Then Devra walked to the door.Caelum said her name, low and sharp. She held up one hand without turning around. She put her eye to the small gap at the edge of the frame, the kind of gap you learned to use when you lived in a safe house and knocks came at bad hours. She looked for a long moment.
Then she stepped back and opened the door.
The person outside was not Drevon.
