Belladonna tossed another pebble to the lake, disrupting the perfect reflection of the moon above on the previously still surface; it rippled, and just then, she heard something from the trees behind her, but she had reacted too late.
It was a good thing that one of Alaris’ shadow warriors was her bodyguard though, it was behind her in a second before taking a step back seeing who it was.
“What did the Priest say?” She asked. She had discussed her worries with him and they had both gone to the Priest afterwards. He said he needed time, but she needed air. Also, she was terrified of what he would say, so she had decided to leave.
“It’s the gem’s magic,” he said, a smile crossing his lips as he sat next to her on the sand and bumped his shoulder against hers, “just like I said. You worry too much.”
She nodded. She was probably thinking too much about it. That must be why it felt strange.
