This child was about to walk into the darkness with a dozen predators, knowing full well the danger she faced—and knowing equally well that there was no promise that she would emerge victorious. Her heart was pounding, her eyes a little wide, but she stood with her feet planted and her expression set in stubborn calm. Maggie was not heart-stupid at all when it came to courage. She had chosen to forge her own destiny in this meeting. So be it.
