“...And, so, she clicked her shoes together, spoke the magic words, and when she woke up, she was back home with her family. Like nothing had ever happened and it was all just a dream. The end,” I finished.I’d been telling the story to Alistair for a long time. Long enough that I noticed his breathing become even, a sign that he might have fallen asleep. I’d kept going despite this, continuing to speak until the end, but now I wondered if he really had drifted off.I leaned in closer, inspecting his face for any sign that he might still be awake. He seemed so peaceful as he laid there, the lines from stress having relaxed. He looked so... innocent. Like he wasn’t someone capable of killing a person with his bare hands, or able to order thousands of people into doing whatever he wanted.“Why didn’t the good magical Luna simply not kill the bad one? Why did she need the wolfless girl to do it for her?” he then asked, making me jump back into my armchair.Immediately, my heart began raci
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