Tears of Glass (The Jana Darren Saga Book 1) (18 page)

"Hello," Jana replied hesitantly. "I-I’m sorry,” she stammered, confusion and a twinge of panic crossed her face for just a moment before continuing, “I must have the wrong room. It’s been a while since I’ve been here," she said to the unfamiliar, uniformed man with the box in his hands. She managed a smile, forced as it was.

“Who are you looking for?" the man asked kindly.

"His name is Aeronth."

She didn’t hear what he said next, or hear the muffled sound of running shoes on the carpet down the hallway coming towards her. She didn’t hear the voice calling her name. Jana looked past the man, into the room. It was bare, the sheets stripped from the bed, no traces of there ever having been a human being residing within.
With so much troop movement, I should have known better. He’s not here.

A pair of familiar arms wrapped around her shoulders from behind, holding her lovingly in their tight embrace. Jana let herself fall into them.