★Nuel's POV★
Two days had passed since the announcement of the next stage. Evening had fallen again and by tomorrow morning, the second stage of the Luna trials would begin.
Zoraya's death had become a ghost topic I'd heard Ben whispered once, then swallowed by silence. I didn't know if no one heard of it or if no one dared to speak of it. Either way I wasn't sure as I hadn't stepped out of Alpha Noca's fortress since that day. Fear had kept me in place, the fear that he had ordered his warriors to keep me under watch, or worse, to keep me in.
So I stayed indoors.
Not that I had anywhere to go anyway. I knew no one. I had no family, no friends, no allies in this cold northern den. My life had narrowed to two miserable spaces, the four walls of my room and the path to the dining hall when one of his trembling servants always came to fetch me.
