Chapter 119: Nyra’s POVEveryone had gone to sleep unsettled after Mirna’s revelation, but for me, the words blood moon echoed louder than the wind outside.

'Three days.'

Now two until I was supposed to be strong enough, fast enough, to tear through Orran’s fortress like it was made of paper. I spent the whole of the day in blankets, even though it felt like a thousand degrees.

And yet here I was, propped up on pillows, limbs aching, barely able to keep soup down.

Some savior.

Roe ...