Rowan's POV
The howls of the harbinger faded into the night, leaving behind serious tension that lingered in the air. Even though the forest had returned to its usual nocturnal sounds, the sense of unease clung to us, an ever present reminder of the danger roaming just outside the palace walls.
The next morning, I gathered the elders and Elenora in the grand hall. We needed to ensure that our preparations were foolproof against strange attacks and also that the main event of Eldora’s dedication to the moon goddess go smoothly.
The ritual to present Eldora to the Moon Goddess was only a few weeks away, and there was no room for error.
"Elenora," I began, my voice steady despite the anxiety eating through me, "we need to double our efforts. The harbinger is getting bolder, and we cannot
