Elara's POV
Lyris was still all anyone could talk about by Tuesday.
I sat through two classes listening to conversations about her that had nothing to do with me and still somehow managed to pull my attention every single time.
She had that effect apparently, even when she wasn't in the room. People talked about her the way they talked about things they hadn't fully processed yet, with that particular mix of fascination and restless energy that came from something new landing in a space that hadn't seen anything new in a while.
She walked the halls like she already knew where everything was, already had people greeting her by name, already had girls saving her a seat in class.
For someone who had only been at Draven for two days she had settled in with a speed that felt almost calcu
