Eiro PoV
As us adults continued to talk and drink in the mess hall, a loud sound echoed across the palace. It was being pelted my sand.
I turned around and walked out, Lady Amaya and her entourage seemed to understand as they didn't ask where I was going.
Rushing outside the palace, I felt a strong blast of wind. The air was thick with swirling dust, and I squinted against the gritty wind. The sun was still shining, but it was obscured by a veil of golden sand, creating an eerie twilight in the middle of the day.
I took a deep breath, feeling the familiar pull of energy within me. It was time to take to the skies. My golden angel wings unfurled from my back, catching the light and reflecting it like molten gold.
