MIRA'S POV

Mother and Father were having one last conversation before we left. I wasn't interested in being in the middle of their lovey-dovey looks to each other, so I left, wandering around the castle.

This was the home I grew up in. The only home I knew. And now, I was leaving.

I knew I didn't have to leave, but I also didn't feel like there was much left for me in Blackthorn.

I felt...empty.

And I was. Literally. When the priestesses of the Moon Goddess took Zaram away from me, I knew ...