RONAN
The sun sinks low outside Daphne's window, painting the sky in fading light. The first day is almost over, and already two beads on Ezekiel's bracelet have gone dark.
I pull the curtains shut and turn back to the room. The room feels dark and still, with Daphne and Ezekiel lying motionlessly.
The witches have gone to the rooms we set aside for them, but I can't bring myself to leave. I need to stay close, in case anything happens. I trust Ezekiel to bring her back, I have to, but a restless worry keeps tugging at me.
Then, a soft knock sounds at the door.
I let out a weary sigh and move to the door, pushing it open. Caelum stands there, his shoulders tense, and his eyes are red from lack of sleep. He's been lingering since morning, begging for a chance to see Daphne.
"You must
