Serena leaned against the wall and blinked slowly, everything seemed to be better now. Even the consequences of her absence in her room looked small to her. She would manage. She stretched out her legs in front of her and glanced at the priestess who was staring blankly ahead.
Suddenly Serena felt conscious, maybe her decisions had been too rash. She interlaced her fingers together and cleared her throat.
"Thank you," she managed to say after a while.
The Moonseeker chuckled and shook her head. "It is easy to crawl into your head and get lost in it."
Serena lowered her gaze. The warmth from the temple hearth was gentle, unlike the roaring fires of the castle's hallways. Here, everything felt a bit slower, and more sacred. She had barely stepped into this space, yet it felt like her bones had known it long before her feet ever touched the stone.
