It had been two days since Caelen disappeared behind the other door. Two days where his absence left the air heavier, quieter.
Lucy had gone too, training under Seralyth. Nobody had seen her since. Evelyn and Emma hadn't liked that at all. It felt like the group was splintering.
First Caelen, then Lucy, and even Silver chose instead to spend her time learning elven cooking. Healthier, she said, she understands that she does not have magic like them, but.
But to Evelyn, for a moment, it sounded like another excuse to leave them behind.
The queen, Elunara, had told them to rest until training began tomorrow. Rest? With all this happening? Neither Evelyn nor Emma could bear it. So they sought her out.
The queen's lounge was quiet when they entered. Elunara sat reclined on a long chair, parchment spread out before her. She was writing when they arrived, her wrist moving in smooth arcs until she noticed them. Her eyes flicked up, sharp but calm.
