CHAPTER EIGHTY
The two echoes held Elena’s arms with perfect, gentle strength, their identical faces turned toward her in quiet expectation.
Victoria stood only steps away, silver hair catching the faint emergency lights, her younger body radiating the same commanding presence that had once ruled their childhood.
The console beeped softly, its override sequence locked behind the final biometric scan that required Elena’s palm.
Victoria’s voice was soft, almost tender. “My true heir. You have always been the one I prepared most carefully. The sensing you felt from the first sunrise was my voice guiding you.
The circle you fought so hard to protect was only ever a stage for this moment. Place your hand on the console. End the toxins. Begin a new legacy with me. The echoes will stand b
