Reacting instinctively to Nana's taps on his skull, Ty pushed her away, a reflex born from his unique circumstances. Nana, taken by surprise, rolled off the bed with a minor yelp, landing on the ground beside him.
"Are you okay? Sorry, just a habit, I guess," Ty said, weariness roughening his skeletal voice. Across the room, loud snoring filled the air and broke the brief silence.
They both glanced over to see Todd, sprawled across three tied-together racks, deeply asleep and oblivious to their exchange.
Nana, brushing herself off as she got back up, gestured for Ty to be quiet. "Shh, listen. What better time to investigate the capital than now? I heard that the King is here and taking charge.
It's the perfect opportunity to do some digging, or at least try to."
Her eyes sparked with excitement and determination. "We have about five hours until sunrise, and then another hour before everyone starts waking up," she added, outlining their window of opportunity.
