Raven
By the time I returned, the battle was over. But that didn’t mean that the chaos had subsided.
As I cautiously wound my way through the village, careful not to be seen, I could hardly even see because the air was so thick with smoke and blood. I could smell the wreckage before I even saw the castle walls, the acrid tang of burnt wood and the faint scent of copper in the air.
It felt wrong to be here—like I was stepping into something that I wasn’t entirely prepared for.
But I had no choice. I needed to find Neil. I needed to be with him. And if I truly was the Luna from the prophecy, then I needed to be by his side before something horrible happened.
I carefully pulled the hood of Neil’s cloak low over my face, casting shadows that I prayed were enough to conceal
