*Saoirse*

As I tossed and turned in my old bed, I realized sleep was clearly not going to bless me that night. It had been a few days since I returned to Hunters Glen and last seen Rhys as we had had our awkward, cold farewell. I had been hopeful that he would reach out to me but lost hope after a while. He had to still be mad at me.

I rolled out of bed, snatching my staff and making my way out the door after donning my light training clothes. I spent hours each day ...