AVYANNA'S POV
I step into our little cottage yard in the forest. I swiftly walked in the cottage without bothering to knock, that was really not my concern at the moment.
"Avy, my child you are back." My grandma says as she rushes to hug me. I let her hug me but unfortunately could not bring myself to do the same. A lot of things are running through my mind right now.
"How did it go? What's going on? Why are you so quiet?" She continues to ask question after question
I just look at her trying to make myself believe, that she is the reason of my misfortunes and behind my parent's death
"Avy, please talk to me." She pressures
"Okay, I am going to be blunt with my questions. Why did you kill the Wolf King centuries ago?"
The look on her face confirmed my suspicions and swept away any hope I had of her being falsely accused. She staggers backwards, to a nearby couch holding a hand over her chest. I'm sure she is reliving those moments.