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"Could we sneak them out? I'm betting they're being held in that tent." He pointed at the tent the guard had exited.

"We could try." She whispered. "There will be lookouts in the forest though."

"It's better than trying to fight a woman who can control fire."

"True."

They both crept forward as quietly as they could. They were about fifty yards away from the clearing when Alana touched Ethan. She pointed up into a tree where a man was perched in the fork of a branch, clearly supposed to be on watch. He was also clearly asleep.

Ethan glanced at the sky. It was definitely growing lighter.

They crept closer, careful to make as little noise as possible. She nocked an arrow to her bowstring, but didn't raise it. Ethan held his spear a little tighter. Several tense minutes later, they were within thirty feet of the clearing.

He motioned to Alana to stay where she was and then crept forward to the nearest tent. It looked medieval, which meant that there would in all likelihood be no floor cov