Alora POV
It feels like it has been hours, but that can't be right. What if something has happened to Leonidas? I don't think I could live with myself. No, I am catastrophizing. I am sure they have found Alfred and he is being questioned or better yet killed. Still, I can't calm this feeling of dread that has washed over me. It doesn't help that the stone around my neck is pulsing.
Bruno is by the door. His boyish, round face is wrinkled with worry. "I am sorry I didn't protect you against Evanora."
"It's okay," I dismiss him with a wave. "I have bigger things to worry about."
"She has never been allowed to touch us before," he continues. "I didn't think..."
"I said it is okay," I snap. "She didn't hurt me."
"Right," he whispers, hanging his head in shame.
"Don't do
