Chapter 60 The Shocking Confession

• Left utterly alone inside the grand bedchamber, Luna finally managed to gather the scattered beads into the palm of her hand. She stood up carefully, her joints aching, and securely tucked them all deep into the pocket of her silk dress.
• Luna practically sprinted down the winding, shadowy corridors of the castle, her hurried footsteps echoing frantically against the stone as she desperately searched for Alvius’s room. Her chest felt banded in iron, suffocating under the immense, crushing weight of guilt and profound anxiety that now overwhelmed her. At the absolute very least, she had to apologize for failing to protect a memory so incredibly precious to Lyra.
• She paused for a moment, her frantic mind trying to recall which hallway she needed to take. After several breathless attempts and a few frustratingly wrong turns, she finally arrived in front of a simple, heavy wooden door.