Devastation.
Fear.
Anticipation.
Those were the only few emotions coursing through the entire Frost Court settled in the lounging area, some lurking by the marble fireplace, a few by the shelf holding all the liquor while a few sat stiffly on the sofas, trying to comprehend their next move.
Ilaria was wrapped up in a shawl, her teeth hadn't sat clattering every since she had arrived back home and beside her, sat Emyr, handing her a cup of hot tea while she sat stright in front of the golden flames.
Rosette and Drystan sat together on one of the high stools by the liquor shelf, holding two glasses of brown alcohol, hoping that it would do anything to ease the raging headaches they had acquired.
Seraphina sat between the warrior twins, deep in her own thoughts and for the first ti
