Claire’s Pov

The following day, still very much feeling like a piece of trash, I made my way to Raven’s quarters to spill my new findings to her, and to my relief, I met her outside, she was busy sorting out herbs.

She looked up, her face brightening at once when she saw me like she had been expecting me. Though a shadow of concern was quick to cross her face as she studied me.

“Claire,” Raven called out, putting her basket of herbs aside, “You look disturbed and distraught, ...