Sienna’s POV
I’d been out of the shower for barely five minutes when another knock at my door came, my skin burning from being scrubbed so hard of the nasty tunnel air.
My eyes flicked to the clock in the kitchen, seeing it was almost ten already, which was late for a visitor. It was just me in the house, and that made my palms sweat.
I hesitated, throwing on my underclothes and a bathrobe over it, peeking out from my room.
“Sienna?” It was Lucius, his voice drifting down the hall to me. Why was he here so late?
“Lucius?” I frowned, finally opening the door. “What are you doing here?”
He stepped inside, pushing the door shut behind him and leaning back against it.
“How were the tunnels?” He asked, though he definitely already knew the answer.
“Terri
