KAEL’S POV
The room emptied slowly. The priestess bowed her head and left. Liam followed behind, locking the door behind them. When everyone was gone, the chamber went quiet.
Amara lay in my arms, her body warm and her pulse steady. The silver light had faded, leaving only the symbol it had engraved on her palm.
I lowered myself to the edge of the bed, careful not to activate another protective barrier.
“You frightened them tonight,” I murmured softly, brushing my thumb along her knuckles. “You frightened me too.”
“I know it was my fault. I failed to keep you safe,” I said quietly.
I should have seen it sooner. They were always around you.
I sighed.
“I was too careless,” I said, staring at her face. She didn’t react.
Her lashes rested softly against her cheeks, her expression peac
