Toward the red-haired female in the center of the group. “I’ve never had a leader to stir the sentiment.” Morven noted the direction of her gaze and scowled. “You’re a fool to follow her.” Lidia gave him a sidelong look, pushing off the stone wall of the balcony. “You’re a fool not to,” she said quietly, striding for the archway into the castle proper. “It will be your doom. And Avallen’s.”
