Luna knew that Luca was making sense. Arya had been alone in this world for 4 years, and who knows what type of people may have taken him in. There were even times that Luna feared the worst, she feared that maybe the church had hunted him down, or maybe he had already been eaten by the wolf that grabbed him out of Amana's clutches or worse.
Luca also had his doubts at times, but something inside him told him that his brother was still alive. He just had a feeling that his brother was out there somewhere, lonely and scared.
"You're just like your mother," muttered Luna as she gave up. She knew that she couldn't keep Luca there, even if she didn't allow him to leave, he would just sneak off on his own.
Currently Luca and Luna were a few towns away from Ravaryn, living in a small cottage off the outskirts of the major town of Yordumlin.
