The early morning chill was biting into her skin.
Alyssane was returning from her mountain visit, walking through the less frequented corridors, and cobblestone paths. She was no longer sure what to expect from the mushroom, but the faint glow always seemed to call for her.
Whenever her mind was restless, she couldn't not help but wander to the mountains, to silently stare at the strange blooming mushrooms. It seemed to grow larger every day, and this time, there was also a small sprouting bud.
'Now what?'
Alyssane did not have any answer. What was she supposed to do with the mushroom? Nora had left too abruptly, not even the ravens remained now, so there was no way of contacting her either.
Her confusions were soon overshadowed by dread when Alyssane returned to the Emberlore Mansion.
She met Emma outside the gates, looking anxious and afraid.
"What is wrong?" Alyssane frowned, and without a word, Emma gestured upstairs.
