Nina lay sprawled across her bed, a pillow pressed against her face as the afternoon light poured through her window.
With school temporarily closed for investigation and repairs following the sudden dungeon break, she had been granted a few days of unexpected rest.
But rest wasn't exactly restful when her mind kept wandering back to the dungeon, Elara, and everything her Patron had not told her.
She let out a groan and rolled over when her phone buzzed. A message. From Julie.
[Can we meet? I want to talk.]
Nina stared at it with a flat expression.
"Ugh…Why now?"
She mumbled.
[Could always pretend you didn't see it.]
Solarin suggested lightly in her mind, clearly amused.
"That's what I was thinking."
She grumbled, tossing her phone to the side. No sooner had it landed than a new message flashed across her screen—this time from the Oracle.
[Don't even think about ignoring me. This is important.]
Nina let out another groan and buried her face back into the pillow.
