“Leave the baggage behind today.” Lidia straightened. “My sons are not baggage—” “No,” Bryce amended, “they’re not. But you know that palace better than anyone. Any distractions are going to cost us.” “I know Pollux better than anyone,” Lidia said, staring ahead at nothing. “And that’s why it’s unbearable to sit here.” “Rest up while you can, Lidia,” Athalar advised. “All Hel is going to break loose pretty damn soon.”