Hera walked slowly beside Raelynn, her steps light yet steady. Raelynn glanced at Hera from the corner of her eye, her mind drifting back to earlier when Hera had suddenly appeared in Elion's study.
The quiet this night was different—heavier, as if the very air carried whispers of unseen things. Raelynn hugged her arms close to her chest, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling lingering in her stomach.
"You okay?" Hera observed, her voice gentle but filled with knowing.
Raelynn glanced at her, forcing a small smile. "Just tired."
Hera didn't look convinced, but she said nothing, only tightening her hold on Raelynn's arm as they reached her bedroom door. Pushing it open, Hera guided her inside, and the warmth of the room was a stark contrast to the chilling emptiness that filled the hallways.
The large bed sat in the center, its sheets neatly arranged. A soft breeze drifted in from the slightly open window, rustling the sheer curtains.
