Every second felt like Elian was walking on shells.
The seer's coming made him extremely uneasy.
He had spent the past two days staying under the shadows, avoiding anything that could bring him to Rowena's or the king's notice.
Tonight was the king's celebration, and Elian felt a deep feeling of fear settle in his chest.
The whispers of the seer's arrival were already spreading through the castle, and Elian wished he could do something to stop it.
A knock suddenly startled him from his door. He closed his eyes and caught his breath before standing from his bed.
"Who?" he asked two feet away from the door.
"Lucien," Lucien spoke softly.
Elian sighed and unlocked his door.
