Amelia’s POV

The fire burned low that night, the glow flickering faintly against the walls of the cave.

Alexis had gone to speak with Ragnarök hours ago, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

Alexis before he left told me he was the leader of Glimmeria and from the expression he wore when he came here, I knew something was wrong.

I sat cross-legged beside the fire, my arms wrapped around my knees, staring at the crack in the rock above.

I didn't know whether it was my mind playing tricks ...