Kane
After the great hall emptied, I made my way to Luna's cell, each step a battle against the binding spell. My vision blurred as pressure built in my head, but I forced myself forward. Nothing would keep me from her.
You're pushing too hard, Shadow warned as warm blood trickled from my nose. The spell is fighting back.
"I don't care," I muttered, wiping the blood away with my sleeve. The guards at Luna's cell stepped aside quickly, avoiding my eyes.
Luna sat on her small cot, hands folded protectively over her stomach. When she saw the blood on my face, her eyes filled with tears.
"Kane," she whispered, reaching for me. "You're hurting yourself."
I crossed the cell in two strides and pulled her into my arms, breathing in her scent. Even through the binding spell's interference, ho
