Amelia
I sprint at first, knowing that even though the moon will make me easier to find, it’s also illuminating the roots and trees I might not otherwise see, allowing me to leap and spin along the path instead of getting laid out along it.
Once the clearing feels like a good distance behind me, I slow down but keep running, pacing myself for the journey ahead.
Ava may have found a way to threaten me without raising suspicions with her precious prince, but what she and her minions don’t know is how hard I’ve been training these last weeks.
They don’t know that I pull my punches when they’re passing by to appear weaker than I am. They don’t know I’m up training before they’ve all woken up in the morning. They don’t know that I’m the strongest, quickest, most skilled human they’re hun
