Briar-
Iron Claw and I make our way outside to the labyrinth. The entrance is covered in wisteria flowers overhead. A vibrant purple against the deep green color of the hedges that seem to reach the sky.
“Okay Iron Claw, let’s see what the King's sorcerer wants to tell us.” I hear Iron Claw grunt. I roll my eyes and walk into the maze. “You know Iron Claw, you could always speak up and tell me this is a bad idea.” I tease knowing he probably will never speak. I guess to anyone but Ronan.
I get not even a grunt this time as we continue on. The turns throughout the maze I have memorized now. I make another left and find the bench in the center of the maze. Standing behind it is Sorcerer Linklin. He looks rather calm despite needing to tell me something that is life or death.
“Luna Bria
