Chapter 9

Amelia’s POV

The night wore on, and exhaustion finally claimed me. As I drifted into a fitful sleep, my dreams were filled with visions of both trepidation and possibility. I found myself standing at the edge of a precipice, staring into the abyss of uncertainty. But as I peered deeper, a flicker of light emerged, beckoning me forward.

Morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a gentle glow upon the room. I awoke with a sense of purpose, ready to face the challenges that awaited me. I dressed, gathering my belongings, and prepared to leave the inn.

Before departing, I sought out the innkeeper to express my gratitude. Her warm smile and words of encouragement filled me with a renewed sense of hope. She assured me that the townspeople would support me in whatever way they could and offered guidance on the safest route to continue my journey.

With a heartfelt goodbye, I stepped onto the path that led away from the town, the direction I had been advised to take. The road stret