One more night Lucian felt the burning call to be free of this place, to break away, to no longer bow his head-

One more night he watched Sonja, made his way to her in their hidden meeting place, and swallowed down those bitter moments and the fierce wildness inside.

One more night . . . because so long as the only surety of fighting was losing Sonja, one way or another, he hadn't the will to try.