Lyra felt like she was not in reality. Her physical body was present in the Eagle tribe while her mind was wandering elsewhere. Alice's lifeless head kept on appearing in her thoughts making her frustrated at the beginning but slowly numb. Why had this happened? Was Alice really dead? Because of her was she brutally murdered?
Her head spun and she felt dizzy with tiredness that washed over her like waves crashing into boulders. Alas, she was not some strong boulder that could withstand the waves, but a weak one. Lyra thought back on all the interactions she had with Alice. From the moment they met, it was clear that Alice hated her.....or it was more like she tried her hardest to hate her. What Lyra saw in Alice's face when she slapped her and even when she tried to kill her was not loathing or, in a sense, hatred. It was more like Alice was desperate to somehow separate her from Kyrell's life. Her reasoning for doing all this seemed more focused on Kyrell.
