~LYRA'S POV~
I'd been preparing myself for something monstrous.
That was the picture I'd built from Eren's research and Mira's records and the vision in my room where she'd stood partially shielded in grey light and spoken to me in that unhurried voice. I'd been building a monster in my head without realising I was doing it, something that three centuries in the in-between would have twisted beyond recognition, something that wore its corruption visibly so you could look at it and know immediately what you were dealing with.
What walked out of the Moonveil tree line was a woman.
