Willow was wandering. When she saw a familiar shape in the sky, her heart sped up. She followed determinedly.
It was many minutes, and curses screamed through Willow’s brain. She’d killed with Willow’s half-brother Balerion! Willow had seen it; they’d sent a Hawthorne girl to a brutal death. And Estelle would not have done anything to help Weiss, no. She would have laughed at him as he died, Willow was completely sure.
Minutes and minutes later, far into the glowing forest, Estelle suddenly began to drop. Willow stared at her for a moment, and her head screamed with panic. But then, she turned back. Estelle had abandoned Weiss and Willow. She had killed the Hawthorne queen’s sister in almost this exact same way. The world would be better without Estelle.
She didn’t see Estelle snag in a tree, and she certainly didn’t realize the moment when she fell asleep.

“We never once were who we thought we were.”