Ember was watching the fire crackle softly as she drank a cup of tea. With a sigh of contentment, she looked around her quaint apartment and felt a small moment of peace.
It had been over a month since the chaotic events and brutal battle in Transylvania. Ever since then, Ember had taken every small moment of calm and tranquility that she could find and taken advantage of it to simply… do nothing.
Just as she was now, sitting in her quiet apartment, and watching the snow fall outside the window next to a warm fire.
She thought of that fateful night at the castle in Transylvania and the battle that had ensued. Half of the Kalderash hunters who had aided the Kresniks lost their lives that night, while many others were injured.