{"Sanity is a cozy lie"}
The moon hung low in the velvet sky, its silvery light casting soft shadows along the cobblestone path as Qarida and I made our way back to the Paradise Coven city. The cool night air carried the faint scent of jasmine, mingling with the distant hum of nocturnal creatures. Qarida's sharp voice cut through the tranquil silence.
"So, what lies are you going to tell?" she asked, her tone laced with a mix of curiosity and caution.
I chuckled softly, the sound barely louder than the whisper of the wind. "Lies, Qarida? Let us call it strategy. I am too smart for Lord Marcel, but I cannot afford to make him think I failed the mission entirely."
She arched a brow, her piercing gaze locking onto mine. "And this strategy involves pretending you met the so-called Lycan in the caves near the Bay Shifter lands?"
