AMELIA’S POV
I clutched the twin pendants in my hand as we walked back to the palace, their faint glow pulsing like a heartbeat against my palm.
Killian walked silently at my side, but I was acutely aware of the tension simmering beneath his calm exterior.
I glanced at him, his silver eyes scanning our surroundings as if expecting danger to leap from the shadows.
Behind us, Liam strode with a different energy entirely after meeting him and explaining everything to him.
Though he shared Killian’s striking features, his demeanor was warmer, more relaxed, as if he thrived on breaking the weighty silence his twin so often carried.
“So,” Liam said, breaking into a grin, “you mean to tell me you found some magical jewelry and an ancient conspiracy all in one day? That’s impressive, even
