|Carmella|
The station buzzed with life, filled with the echoes of voices, the rumbling of trains arriving and departing, and the rhythmic clatter of rolling suitcases. I stood at the checkpoint, my pulse quickening as I stared at the line of security officers blocking my path. A thick tension hung in the air, heavier than I’d expected, and it made every second drag on.
I hadn’t fully understood just how severe Camilla’s banishment from these territories truly was. The moment I handed over my identity to catch my train, the entire station seemed to tense. Alarm flashed in the officers’ eyes, and within moments, I found myself cornered by a handful of guards treating me like a wanted criminal. Thankfully, we hadn’t managed to attract any more attention, but their scrutiny felt like a spot
