#Chapter 42: A New Morning

The next morning, or rather like three hours after I saw Zavros, Lyra and I leave our room. Lyra is her bubbly old self, grinning so wide, dimples form in her plump cheeks. I look like the crypt keeper. I’m delusional with the lack of sleep. So much so that I run into someone in the hallway.

“Shit, sorry,” I grumble. I’m expecting the gruff bark of Kavros or something sarcastic from Zavros but I h