Nyala
After Molly had left the room, her words left me in a state of shock. It was clear that Molly had changed, and Corvin had poisoned her mind. Although Alastair had offered to help, I couldn't rely on that alone. I needed to get to the bottom of it on my own.
Taking a deep breath, I turned to leave the room when my stomach growled, reminding me of its hunger. I glanced at the tray Molly had left on the nightstand, closed my eyes for a moment, and then opened them again. Without further hesitation, I reached for the tray and wasted no time digging in. After all, I hadn't eaten anything since our arrival.
As I ate, my thoughts swirled around the mysteries that surrounded me. Molly's transformation and Corvin's intentions weighed heavily on my mind. I knew I had a lot of work to do t
