Chapter 735: The Line in the Snow
Now that everything that needed solving had been said, Sophia had to admit that they had been making it bigger in their heads than it actually was.
Yes, the questions were important. The binding curse. The writings. The device. The corpse plant. All of it mattered. But none of it should have stopped them from preparing for what was coming.
She looked around the table at the tired faces, the furrowed brows, the weight pressing down on every pair of shoulders.
Caspian spoke up then, his voice cutting through the quiet.
"Perhaps I am being paranoid," he said, leaning back in his chair. "But I have a question."
Madam Tyler tilted her head. "What is it?"
Caspian's eyes swept across the room.
"Do we really think we have three weeks and some days to prepare for this war?"
The silence that followed was immediate.
Madam Tyler's brow furrowed. "Why are you asking that?"
Caspian leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table.
