*VICKY*

The next day, the morning sun beat down on my face as I waited outside the fountain for Leon’s arrival. I continuously looked around for movement and smelt the air for Leon’s distinctive smell. Nothing. I’d been here for over an hour, long past when Lord Tybrius said they’d arrive and still saw nothing.

Just then, a gust of wind came flying toward me, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the Elder Messenger and a flustered Leon carrying a duffle bag on ...