Elara's POV
Monday confirmed everything Freya had said.
Lyris Dusk walked into the classroom and the room shifted in that subtle way rooms shifted when someone entered who demanded attention without asking for it.
She was tall, with the kind of bone structure that made you look twice and then a third time, dark hair falling past her shoulders in a way that looked effortless and probably wasn't.
She moved like she had done this before, like being new somewhere was something she had long stopped being nervous about, like every room she walked into already belonged to her.
I watched her settle into her seat from across the room and understood immediately why people had been talking since the moment she arrived.
There was something about her beyond just the way she looked, something t
