LYRA

The Moon Court was packed with contestants when I arrived. They clustered in groups based on rank, their dresses a rainbow of expensive fabrics and careful styling. I caught sight of Hanna at the center of the largest group, holding court as usual. Elenor stood nearby.

I moved to the edge of the room and waited.

High Priestess Moraine appeared on the dais soon enough, her silver robes gleaming in the light that poured through the crescent shaped windows. "The first group has already ...