Lillia folded the letter slowly and set it on the table.
Her fingers rose to her cheeks, brushing lightly at tears slipping free. They fell without resistance, as though her body had surrendered before her mind could catch up.
“These tears…” she whispered.
They weren’t hers.
The moment she had read the letter, something inside had cracked open, pain and hatred surging unrestrained, sharp as thorns sinking into her heart.
But beneath it all something heavier swelled; a deep and overwhelming sadness that swallowed everything else whole.
Lillia stared into space.
Only now did she understand the fragments she had seen when she first awoke in this body. Only now did she understand Lillia Silvervein.
Fenris stirred, her voice low and grim. So, her name was never Lillia… but Liora Silve
