Aurelia's POV
A knock on the door sent me out of my dazy mind, jolting into my thoughts with an intensity that brought me forcefully into the bedroom. I looked around me, my eyes widened in conster, my heart palpitating with fear.
I didn't seem to be in the place where the book had been glowing. Instead, I was in the bedroom, and the book was on the floor, as normal as any notebook could be.
“What has just happened?” I asked myself, placing my hand on my temple to suppress the headache that had just begun to creep in.
Djurek's journal had been glowing, and I had heard a voice that was telling me about the Queen of the Nine Wolves and the Andals.
The voice told me that they were looking for something or someone, and there seemed to be a time for it.
“Aurelia!”
A voice called ou
