Lilieth
I open my eyes and wonder where I am for a few seconds before remembering.
Turning on my side elicits a groan of pain from me. My entire body is aching—my muscles are sore, and my body feels heavy.
The room is light. By the goddess, when was the last time I woke up with the sun streaming through the windows? Noctem Lunae was depressing in more ways than just one.
I sit up and look around the room. I see a pile of clothes right on the foot of the bed with a piece of paper on top. Someone came into my room while I was sleeping and I didn’t hear a thing.
I rise, ignoring the aches, and reach for the piece of paper. It’s a note telling me to get dressed and meet everyone in the library.
The past script simply says ask around.
Deo. I can tell by the handwriting. I shower in
