A quiet gasp slipped from her lips emotions tightened in her chest. Fear, confusion, and something close to awe settled over her all at once, leaving her caught between panic and disbelief.
Vespera wasn't fading. She was doing something. And whatever it was, it took control of the gentle breeze around them.
"Vespera…?" she whispered, softer this time—but the murmured words didn't stop, as though they hadn't heard her at all. Lucrezia's gaze narrowed towards the unmoving creature at the other end, and a chill ran down her spine.
His expression looked even worse, more disturbed than annoyed, as his eyes—for the first time—shifted to take note of his surroundings. Lucrezia's heart drummed wildly against her chest.
He noticed, she thought, and the realization ran her blood cold. Then suddenly, Vespera gasped, her attention slipping towards the lady before her.
