Moon's POV

Alex and Sheila had left to unpack, and Rain was talking to Ser Patrick, so it meant that it was just me, just sitting there, existing.

Wow, that sounds so exciting, Moon.

Shut up, please. Thank you.

I looked up to see Stella walking away. "Stella!" I said, running up to her. "Stella!"

Stella continued on walking as if she never heard me.

"Stella!" I shouted, and Stella stopped.

"What did she tell you?" I asked.

"I don't want to talk about it," Stella replied, sighing.

"Was she angry at you?" I asked.

"No..." Stella replied. 

"So why are you so upset?" I continued, as we got into her room.

"I said I don't want to talk about it..." Stella said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm packing up."

"Packing why?" I asked. "Wait, are you leaving?"

"Yes," Stella sighed.

"But why?" I asked.

"Ceris wants me to rule the End," Stella replied.

"But what about Rain?" I asked.

"I've already talked about it." She told me.

"When do you have to leave?" I asked. 

"Tomorrow," she said. "Hey, maybe I'll be lucky and it'll only be for a few days."

"I hope so," I said. For both tella's sake and for Rain's sanity.