Logan.

I stepped into the busy hall, and was glad I made it right on time.

"How did it go?" Layla walked up to me. "By the way, you look dashing!" She grinned, and I returned an even wider smile.

"It went dreadfully." I answered in all honesty. "An evil is coming, Layla. And it's so close. What's worse, is that we can't avoid it."

"The great war." She whispered, releasing a gasp.

"Let's talk about this later. For now, we should enjoy the party. It's father's big day."

"Okay." She nodded, cleaning her clammy hands on her dress. No one had to tell me that she was tensed.

"Calm...