“Where will you stay?” I asked softly, my voice heavy with guilt. It felt like I was the reason danger lurked at every corner, the reason everyone was forced to hide. And now Tala, who had already sacrificed so much for me, was going into hiding too.
“Here,” Tala replied, pointing toward a wooden door across from mine. “That will be my room.”
I glanced around the underground hideout, my eyes lingering on the two visible doors. “But… what about Father’s room?”
Her expression fell. “Father won’t be staying with us, Luna.”
The words cut through me like a blade. “Why?” I pressed, sadness coating my tone.
“Because he doesn’t want us to get caught through him. Father goes out for hunts and… other things. If he comes in and out of this place too often, someone might notice.” Tala lowered her
