Olivia
The world seemed to have quieted for a moment. The ethereal remnants of Freya’s departure hung in the air, and a hush seemed to settle around Nathan and me.
The stillness was violently broken once again by the alarming scent of smoke growing even stronger in the air, something out of place in the crisp night.
“Nathan?” I murmured, searching for answers in his glowing eyes. His gaze mirrored my unease, and he shifted comfortably in his spot.
There was a change in the wind, carrying an urgency that gripped us both. We exchanged a glance of mutual understanding. Words were often unnecessary between us, but right now, I needed to hear his voice.
“A fire. It’s coming from the direction of the town,” Nathan exclaimed, his sharp eyes catching the ominous orange hue sta
