Selvara's POV

We had just an hour left, which was barely enough time to breathe, let alone prepare for what was coming.

Thorne led us through the forest to a hidden camp where his people had set up temporary shelter. They brought water, clean clothes, and bandages.

I cleaned the blood from my neck while Cara helped me into a simple white dress. It was ceremonial, Thorne said. It was also traditional for those presenting themselves before the Convergence.

"You look like a bride," Cara ...