"Shut up!" Fafnir warned Morava.

"Shut up?" Morava spat. "Who are you to give me orders, dimwit?" Her gaze turned to Lara. "You? You are back with your shenanigans? What have you done to my mother? And why are you sitting with these men?" Jealousy stabbed her heart seeing Lara amongst the very people she wanted to be with. But the main question that popped in her mind was how did she get here. Wasn't she supposed to be going to the Nyxers? She wanted to ask Lara about it, but she had to show that she was ignorant about what happened to her.

Lara narrowed her eyes at Morava....