Ave hadn't expected to walk into the hall at the same time Lucian was speaking to Isolde, "I don't know where she is, and if you are looking for Selene, I'm not the right person to ask. She's not my concern, and don't bother me with anything that has to do with her again." But she had, and the surprising thing was that despite the noise in the hall, she had heard his words from a distance loud and clear flew to her ears.
It was strange that her ears had suddenly become sharper after she'd woken up from the worst nightmare this morning. It hadn't seemed like a nightmare though; it was real, she could feel it. And if anything would prove she hadn't just experienced that in her sleep, it was the fact that she had woken up with her feet covered in mud and her wrist bruised and scratched from when she had pulled away from the man in the casket.
