Chapter 241. The Oracle

Raven’s POV

As I stand outside of the home of the oracle, a wary feeling rises in the pit of my stomach. The oracle’s home is nothing more than a single-room log cabin with smoke billowing out of the brick chimney.

“This feels like a mistake,” I say just above a whisper. “Maybe we should go.”

“Not until we get the information we came for,” Oliver growls.

“Oliver is right. We need to know what she has seen,” Leo says as he begins to walk toward the tiny cabin.

“War,” I say in a low voice. “She has seen war. I have seen it, too.”

Leo and Oliver glance at me with bewildered looks before deciding not to ask what I have seen or when.

‘It is better if they don’t ask,’ Rose says. ‘We only know of one date.’

‘My coronation,’ I say back silently.

The one dream that has plagued my nights for years. The day of my coronation is the only vision of the future I have had. The day the scarred woman comes for my throne. I think about the d