TIARA THORNELLS
Over the past few months, the days have slipped by and now, there are only a few days left before the rise of the Bloody Moon. The closer it draws, the heavier the fear and unease settle over all of us. The war between Prince Zatan’s forces and the entire warrior bloodline of the Clawfords is truly about to begin.
Not once has he come to visit me during all this time. And though it hurt at first, I’ve slowly grown used to his absence. It’s not because I’ve stopped caring. I understand, with all my heart, the weight of the situation we’re both in. His responsibilities, the pressure, danger... It’s all-consuming. How could I ask him to spare a moment for me when everything he is fighting for hangs in the balance?
Even so, I pray for him every single night. I whisper his na
