THE CURSED MOON HEIR
A quiet smile spread across several faces as The eldest elder nodded.
“Then Whispering Haven is your home for as long as you choose it.”
Something inside me loosened. For the first time since the attack… I wasn’t simply surviving, I felt like I finally belonged somewhere.
That evening, the villagers gathered near the Tree of Promises, no grand celebration, just shared food, laughter, and music.
Lila, a Little girl tugged excitedly on my sleeve. “You smiled!”
“I’ve smiled before.” I replied
“Not like that.”