*~Lilith's POV~*
I had set a timer on myself..,one that would awaken me the moment that child was born.
But I wasn't expecting it to be so soon.
I rose from the graveyard where I had buried myself, cloaked in soil and silence, and immediately reached for the Dreamer. The child had arrived.
I needed to get to the High House. Now.
But… why so soon? I expected months—at least. Not this sudden.
Something's wrong. The child must remain intact, untouched, whole, for me to complete the ritual. To lay my hands on it. To awaken my crescents.
It should be there. In the High House. The exact place the prophecy promised.
So I moved. And when I arrived at the gates of the High House… my jaw dropped.
This wasn't the scene I expected.
No celebration. No music. No roaring joy of a Luna giving birth.
Only death. The front doors were wide open…careless, ominous. As if chaos had walked right in and taken residence. I stepped inside.
And froze.
