Lyssara sat on a rock, her thoughts consumed by Serena, what trouble she could be in, and the twisted state of the castle.
Eiryn looked at her worriedly.
“Stop thinking. You should be happy I let you go to her aid.”
“Mother… is the Moongoddess so uncompassionate?” Lyssara scolded, her voice sharp with frustration. “Why would she let this happen? And why won’t you let me help her? Why should I be happy that you allowed me? Is the kingdom’s well-being none of your concern? The king might die…”
“I apologize, Lyssara. We are blessed by the goddess; we can’t do anything without her instructions,” Eiryn said gently.
“Well, I am going to do what’s best for Selvayra,” Lyssara replied firmly.
“Then, when you meet her again, tell her she has to find the Time Oracles—and only Kaelen can take he
