He knew she was out there as soon as she drew near. It wasn't uncommon to run into Valdis, but her presence here this late at night should have stuck out. Should have, but didn't. Devin was practically expecting her, like a moth to a flame.

All the same, it was enough for him to slow his pace and eventually stop altogether as the path widened to a circle. In the middle stood a commemorative statue, lit from below. There he chose to stand, gaze downward as he read the plaque. A test, or an invitation?