The Mask of the Luna Cracks
Daria's POV
I was cowering in the beams over the council room, and gagging about some sick sneaking that had a way of making me invisible. I could feel my heart beating, quiet, yet calm, as I saw all the people below come up in a large circle. Torches cast dark shadows on faces which had before set their backs on me or looked down on me. They all appeared to be wobbly tonight.
Lira was halfway, all white silk, and too fine. She was placing her hand over her belly again as though she was reminding everyone why she was even there. Her smile trembled, and she continued to look at the door as though she was frightened.
She is scared, I just thought to myself, I guess she is.
Lucius sat up on that high bench together with the elder ones. All stiff all round his
