The appearance of Evelyn at their door made Abrielle wary, even before she spoke. Her stomach churned, thinking of what Cedric was implying.
Abrielle could not imagine that possibility. It was impossible if Abrielle was not a Nightshade, then she would shatter everything she believed in.
The question she has always been asking herself comes to mind again, was this truly the world of the priestess and dragons? Or she entered another world with a similar world build? Nothing made sense at this point anymore.
The candles on the walls flickered lightly as the curtain at the end of the passage fluttered letting in the chill night breeze. The Tension was thick, and from Evelyn's body language, the way her eyes moved and how tense she was, it was safe to assume the worst had happened.
"Something just happened, your highness." Evelyn's voice was shaking, her eyes unable to focus.
