After a few hours' sleep, Finn woke them up. Sienna jumped in the semi-darkness as his face loomed close to hers.
"It's okay. It's only me." He grinned. "I don't bite."
They packed up the bags and left the Resistance fighters in the cistern. They headed into the tunnels beyond and soon emerged into the far desert as dawn painted the horizon in shades of coral pink.
Sienna glanced over at Finn. He was only a few years older than she was, which meant his sister was a lot younger. No wonder he wanted to rescue her from the castle.
They walked through the desert, past scrub brushes and the ruins of old cities poking out through the sand, pieces of sculpture from lost civilizations. In the distance, a group of low mountains rose out of the sand where dunes had piled up over time. The mounds
