[Eli's POV]
The tent I was assigned was stuffy and smelled too strongly of earth. However, that wasn't the biggest problem. I found myself unsettled about how tense Moyra was when she left with Romiere.
From her reactions, I knew that she didn't want anything to do with him. So, why was she even going through with this marriage contract?
As I pondered it, I changed into simpler clothes, getting out of my formal attire that made me too recognizable.
Once I was finished, I decided to go for a walk around the camp, but stopped as a small, shaky scream reached my ears.
I didn't know how I knew, but I knew it was Moyra. Shooting forward, I followed her scent until I found myself standing outside a massive tent whose doors were being guarded by two large tree men with sharp sabe
