The Displaced Luna

MAEVIA

MAEVIA.

The glowing light from Torin’s communication tablet cast harsh shadows across the carriage interior. Whatever urgent message flashed on the screen, he ignored it, his stony gaze fixed forward until the tense ride finally concluded. The heavy iron gates of the Drakos estate swung shut behind the dark carriage. The sharp clang echoed loud and final, ringing in my ears like an iron p