Book 8: A Run in the Moonlight

Kenna

My heart is in shambles as I walk up the slight rise to the willow tree. The forest groans all around me in a stiff breeze that promises cooler weather and storms tonight. It would be a welcome relief from the heat and a distraction from the raw conversation I just had with my parents about everything that happened and will soon happen. 

I’ve been blessed to have never experienced the torment of war. Sure, small tangles and skirmishes have occurred during my parents’ reign, but nothing like this. Nothing that promises what could be years of battle and bloodshed while Gabriel fights his way to my parents’ throne. 

He’ll never take it. He’d have to overthrow the entire royal family in both kingdoms to succeed. 

But he’ll lay waste and leave bodies in his wake. 

I move the branches out of the way and step inside the cool sanctuary of the willow. 

“Evander?” I call out. 

He steps out from behi