••{RHIANNON'S POV}••
Nayeesha and I sit in silence in Azræl's war chamber.
The fire in the hearth crackles softly, but even that sound does little to settle the restlessness growing inside me.
The longer Seraphine and Azeria stay gone, the more I begin to wonder if I should go looking for them myself.
My gaze keeps drifting back to the doors.
They remain shut, and every second that passes feels even more tense than the last.
I finally let go of the words I've been holding in for a moment.
"She's been gone for a while now."
Nayeesha turns her head and looks at me.
"Don't worry," she says quietly. "She'll be back."
I study her for a moment. "How can you be so sure?"
"Because she is Seraphine Bloodbourne," she replies. "It will take her more than just words to keep her from returning when her house is under threat."
The doors open right after that and Azeria walks in.
I straighten in my seat at once.
"Azeria, where's your moth—"
