RAVENNA
The house was silent when I stepped inside, except for the faint ticking of the wall clock in the hallway and the soft creak of the door as it closed behind me. For a second I just stood there, clutching Riven’s small hand in mine, heart still unsettled from the storm of emotions at the hospital. The air smelled faintly of Rosemary and something savory.
Elias.
“Elias?” I called softly, but no answer came.
I noticed the light in the kitchen, and walked towards it, still guiding Riven who was now half asleep and stumbling beside me. My eyes landed on a folded piece of paper resting on the kitchen table, next to two covered bowls of food. I picked up the letter, with my fingers trembling.
“Cera, another job came in last minute near the docks. I came back to let you know, but the
