I stared out the window at the darkness beyond the glass.
The full moon would rise tomorrow night and I knew with absolute certainty that the secret I had managed to keep hidden for one entire year would finally be revealed to everyone.
My power was slowly returning, creeping back into my bones like water seeping through cracks, and I could no longer effectively mask my true strength.
A knock sounded at the door.
I sighed because I knew exactly who it was. I contemplated if I would respond, but I knew he was as stubborn as a mule and would just stand there till I answer.
I turned away from the window and called out, "Come in."
The door creaked open slowly and he walked in carefully holding a wooden tray, balancing a plate of soup that steamed gently and a glass of expensive red wine, and laid it down carefully on the small table near my bed.
