Ivy:
I opened my eyes. I was too fearful to move despite looking at the tent's top. I had made it back from wherever Damon had pulled me.
The sky was still dark, the night song had returned, and I knew sleep was no longer an option.
I quickly cut a portal into my room in the palace. I turned the shower on and waited until steam fogged over the room. I stepped out of the armor and into the hot water. Not even that burn could replace the one Damon had left in my chest.
I scrubbed my skin clean and washed my hair. I didn't have much time here, and I only came for one reason.
I dressed quickly, ditching my armor for skinny jeans, combat boots, and a tank top. I tightened the belt on my waist that held my grandmother's sword. I couldn't bother to look in the mirror. I knew I was deteriora
