Chapter 87 Returns Alive

• Lyra’s POV
• “Lyra, you shouldn’t for any reason be out here,” Freya whispered, fear evident in her voice, as she gripped my wrist tightly. “It’s already past midnight. The guards said earlier today that there was movement at the eastern border. What if it’s another ambush that's coming?”
• I quickly tore my hand free, my eyes remaining fixed on the dark forest beyond the palace gates, in anticipation. The moon was already high in the sky, just like my hopes were raised high in waiting. My pulse thundered in my throat.