The envelope was waiting on Serena's pillow when she returned, unmarked and unsigned, and her stomach dropped the instant she read the words inside.
*Do not enter the Moon Trials. They are not designed for you to survive.*
"Who left this?" Mira asked, peering over her shoulder, voice tight with alarm.
"I don't know." Serena turned the paper over, searching for any clue, any signature. Nothing. "But whoever it is knows something we don't."
Kael took the note from her hands, studying the handwriting with narrowed eyes. "This isn't Council correspondence. Too personal. Too rushed." He looked up, something calculating behind his gaze. "Someone inside is trying to warn you."
"That's not exactly comforting," Mira said. "If the Trials are a trap, we already knew that. We just didn't know how
