Tiara’s POV
The sun had barely risen when we left MoonCrown. The air was cool, filled with the damp scent of dew-covered earth. My heart felt heavy as I sat behind Nicholas on his large black stallion, gripping the saddle awkwardly.
I didn’t know where I belonged anymore.
MoonCrown had never been home, but it was all I had ever known. Now, I was leaving it behind, stepping into a future I didn’t fully understand. The only thing I knew for sure was that Nicholas had chosen to take me with him and in that moment, there couldn't have been a better option.
His back was straight, his posture unwavering as he led our small group forward. His scent—something deep and woodsy—was unavoidable this close. Every time the horse moved beneath us, my knees bumped against his thighs, and my fingers tw
