*Ayla*

I took a spin through the Great Hall as my parents decorated for the upcoming birthday party. My mom was ordering people around. They hung moon decorations on the walls and over the windows. Silver curtains were put over the windows and string lights were strung back and forth from one wall to the other.

“Ayla, what are you doing here?” my mom asked.

“Just looking around.”

She put her hands on her hips and shook her head. “Go get ...