Khalida frowns faintly, then shrugs to herself and turns to the window. She sighs happily as the sky darkens.

Layla nods, the color ebbing. “That’s exactly what I was doing.” She releases an inward sigh. 

Brit snarls and tries to stay back in Valhalla. “What the hell do you want from me, you dick? Wait till Sorcha hears about this!”

Sorcha sneezes. “I wonder who’s talking about me.”