Chapter 90 - Traitor in our Midst

Luna Katherine sat silently in a vast prison carved into the earth, deep within the dark heart of the rogue territory. The walls around her were rough and unforgiving, the air damp and cold, and her wrists were bound by chains to the stone floor. Her sixth sense, a gift as much as a burden, began to tingle, drawing her out of the depths of her forced meditation. Over the years, she had grown to trust this familiar sensation with which the spirits used to communicate with her, it told her that something dark and powerful was approaching. Her breath caught in her throat when she realized that it meant the rogue king was making a round back to the cave. She sensed his presence, a menacing shadow drawing near with lethal intent. With every second that went by, it felt like the cavern's very essence grew colder and more sinister. All might be lost if he got to her before she could do anything. Luna Katherine's mind pushed out, pushing through the layers of magic that obscured her