LUNA AQUAMARINE’S POV

I hadn’t done a thing all day.

The gem he gave me.

The one I was supposed to use to craft his weapon still lay untouched on the table.

I couldn’t even look at it without feeling like it was judging me.

Like it already knew I was a liar. A cheat. An upcoming thief.

Immediately after we left his study, I moved to his workshop. I sat there, unmoving. I tried. I really did.

But no matter how many times I picked up the tools, my hands wouldn’t stop trembling. ...