TAHLIA~
I sat at the edge of my bed, a cup of warm tea clutched in my trembling hands. Leona had brewed it for me, her special concoction meant to soothe, but my thoughts were anything but calm.
Her entrance into my chamber had been untimely, catching Fenrir and me right after we returned to the castle. Fenrir had departed swiftly, leaving me to face the waves of uncertainty and fear that still crashed upon my shores. Perhaps had gone to announce the incident as well as manage it.
Leona lightly continued to tap her knuckle, her actions understated as she observed me.
Ever since news of the Lycan attack reached her ears, she'd been on edge, and I couldn't blame her – I was too. It took hold of me. Saturated in fear which had been struck by the many conflicting realities that had flash
