The cabin felt different now.
The Heartstone sat on the table, pulsing with soft light. Elara couldn't stop looking at it. Every time she did, she felt a pull, a connection, like the crystal was calling to something deep inside her.
Kael watched her warily. "You've been staring at it for an hour."
"I can't help it. It's like it's speaking to me."
"What's it saying?"
Elara frowned. "I don't know yet. But I think I'm supposed to listen."
Lucian moved closer, his red eyes studying the crystal. "The Heartstone is ancient. It was created by the first Peacekeepers to amplify their power. But it's also selective. It only responds to those with pure intentions."
"And my intentions?"
"Are pure." He looked at her. "I can feel it. The crystal can too."
Elara reached out and touched the Heart
