LUNA AQUAMARINE'S POV

I wiped the sweat away from my forehead. I was currently in Alex’s workshop, half-dressed and frustrated to the core.

Despite wearing a lighter dress today, it clung to my skin with every drop of sweat and I felt like I was melting into the metal and flames surrounding me. My hair was pinned up, but strands kept falling around my face.

I'd been working for hours, trying to craft a weapon worthy of Alex, but everything I made was an eyesore compared to the dagger he ...