FIA
The Grand Luna's words lingered between us, thin and suffocating, like something that did not want to dissolve.
"Considering they've already told you that much," I said. My voice sounded steadier than I felt, which almost made it worse. "There's nothing left to hide."
I crossed the room before I could second guess myself. My legs felt light and heavy at the same time. She still held the bottle, her fingers curved around the neck of it, and when I reached for it she did not resist. I did not have to tug or insist. She simply let it go, like she had already decided I would need it more than she did. The glass was colder than I expected. It bit into my palm even though my hands were warm.
"I know the next order of business would be to convince me not to do it," I said, lifting my eyes to hers. Holding her gaze felt like holding a blade. "But I would be lying to you if I told you there was a chance you could change my mind."
