Burning His Way Home

Talia POV

I woke before the sun.

For several seconds, I simply stared at the wooden ceiling above me, listening to the faint crackle of the dying fire and the soft wind brushing against the shutters. I pressed a hand against my chest. My heart was beating too fast.

“Lucius,” I whispered.

The name left my lips before I even knew I was thinking it.

Sparrow stopped pacing. He's close.

I sat up. “What