RAVENNA
I didn’t sleep right away, though I knew I should have. My body was tired, but my mind refused to rest. I lay there in Elias’s bed, my eyes tracing the faint glow of the moonlight spilling in through the curtains, and my heart kept whispering the same words over and over, Elias is alive.
Every time I repeated it in my head, a warm rush of joy filled me all over again. He was alive, and he was breathing. I could still hear his laugh in the house, still smell the wood and spices on his skin, and still feel the weight of his arms when he carried me here.
I thought of Riven. Oh, how her face would light up if she knew. She adored Elias. She would have leapt into his arms the moment she saw him and probably squeezed him tight, the way only she could. I bit my lip, wondering if I sho
