Morvienne lay flat on her back, her chest heaving in slow, shaky breaths. The damp earth pressed against her spine, and the sound of the small stream trickling over smooth, grey stones was the only thing filling the silence of the woods.

Her face was swollen and blotchy from an hour of sobbing, her eyes red and stinging. The revelation that Kael was innocent was still on her mind. The hatred and urge for revenge were still there, but now she wasn't sure why.

She felt lost and confused as she stared up at the canopy of trees, watching the leaves sway overhead.

But as the minutes passed, she felt...