Chapter 32
Mireya
The air in my chambers was thick with incense and smoke—just how I like it. Everything around me was quiet, still, except for the subtle hum of magic that lingered in the air.
Then it happened.
The orb pulsed.
She was still alive.
I turned to the pedestal, and the obsidian sphere responded before I even touched it. It always knew me. It always obeyed.
I raised my hand and spoke the spell. Mist bloomed inside the glass, swirling fast, until her image appeared.
Raine.
Still breathing. Still refusing to die.
The orb showed her in the forest. The rogues I sent had fled. Fled from Brian of all people.
Brian. Still protecting that girl like she’s something precious.
Why? What is she to you?
The vision shifted—Raine again, beside that boy, Jackson. He was alive. She
