Sireen’s POV

Something tells me that there is a big chance that Luna Elowen has already seen me, or at least heard my voice from speaking to Camilla on the phone, so I feel it’s both pointless and embarrassing to crouch on the floor the way I am like a thief, but I still don’t move. I want to stand up, but I don’t want to have to face her.

“Sireen, is everything okay?” Camilla asks from the other end of the call where she’s still connected, and I whisper while I press the phone harder to my ear like she’ll hear me better.

“I just sighted Elowen, and I...