Chapter 135

Valerie's POV

A Day to The Ancient Rites.

The courtyard was alive with the sound of clashing blades, heavy grunts, and the occasional barked instruction from the warriors leading the morning drills. This reminded me of my younger self when I would sneak out of the kitchen and come here with Caelan, training like our lives depended on it. We would train for hours and go to the woods in the evening to race. It's quite unfortunate those were just memories and right now, that man is probably not gonna talk to me forever.

Beside me, Sienna stood stiff, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her gaze kept drifting toward the horizon, though I could tell her thoughts weren’t on the dawn or the sky, I just knew it was the rites. It has been written all over her since sunrise, the way she has been acting sluggish says it all.