LYRA
The door clicked shut, and the sound just hung in the air. I stopped dead, and suddenly the room felt small, the walls closing in. This wasn't our room anymore. It was a cage. Willow went to the window, moving almost awkwardly, like she was struggling to stay on her feet. She put her hands on the glass, and looked down at the guards.
"They're really keeping us locked in here," she said, her voice empty. "Like prisoners."
I couldn't speak; my throat was locked up. My chest felt tight, constricted. Everything from the council chambers kept replaying in my head. Morgana's evidence. The letters. The amulet. Thalia was a witch. The council's accusations. Losing Zeviar. Kael's cold words: 'Lyra Selene and Willow Chen will be banished.'
"Lyra?" Willow's voice pulled me back. She was stil
