"What time are we back in the training ring tomorrow?" To his credit, Cassian didn't so much as glance at Nesta as he replied with a lazy smile, "I'd say dawn, but since I'm feeling rather grateful that you're back in one piece, I'll let you sleep in. Let's meet at seven." "I'd hardly call that sleeping in," I said. "For an Illyrian, it is," Mor muttered. Cassian's wings rustled. "Daylight is a precious resource." "We live in the Night Court," Mor countered"