Loki tried to slink off to his room to hide, but I made him go with us. As ridiculous as it was, I needed the Tryle to trust him. He had the most knowledge of the Vittra, so he would be the best equipped to help us fight.

The meeting went about as wel as I’d expected. Lots of yeling and disagreeing, although the Marksinna Laurent was quiet since Tove threatened to banish her. Once I got them calmed down and explained what I was going to do and what had to be done, they took it a bit better. A clear plan helped ease their fears.

I ended the meeting by teling them that we were going on a recovery and fact-finding mission to Oslinna. Without even asking them, I volunteered myself, Wila, Tove, Loki, and Aurora to go. I was trying to ease them into the idea that Markis and Marksinna could do actual work, and hopefuly, they would when I caled upon them.

Afterward, we al dispersed to complete our tasks. As desperately as I wanted to sleep, I didn’t have time. I had to go to the library and find every book on the Vittra I could. There had to have been other immortals before Oren, and there had to be ways of kiling them.

Of course, al the old texts were written in Trylic in an attempt to disguise them from the Vittra. That’s where the most useful information would be kept on how to stop them. My Trylic had gotten better, but it wasn’t fantastic. It took me ages to read a single page.

“Wendy,” Tove said, and I looked up to see him standing in the doorway of the library. My vision was blurry, as I’d spent too long staring down at old texts.

I was sitting on the floor amongst a pile of books near the far wal. I’d started out carrying books over to the desk before deciding that was a waste of time, and I had no time to waste. We were leaving for Oslinna in the morning, and we would be gone for a few days, so I wouldn’t be able to research then.

“Did you need something?” I asked.

“It’s late,” Tove said. “Very late.”

“I have a few more things to go through.”

“When was the last time you slept?”

“I don’t know.” I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t have time to sleep. There’s so much to do, and I don’t know how we can possibly do it. I don’t know how we can be ready, unless I’m working every minute.”

“You need sleep.” He came into the room and walked over to me. “We need you to be strong, and that means you need to rest sometimes. It is a necessary evil.”