Celine POV
Queen Nymia leans forward, her voice dropping to a near-whisper. “That darkness will not rest, Celine. It will come back for revenge, and it would be irresponsible of me not to prepare you for what lies ahead. These journals may hold the answers you seek, but they also hold truths you may not be ready to face.”
My hands tighten on the journals, the rough texture grounding me as my thoughts whirl. What dark energy? What revenge? My life has already been a storm of chaos, but this feels like the eye of something far worse. A storm waiting to consume me.
Queen Nymia’s eyes darken momentarily as her gaze fixes on me, her expression veiled in an unreadable calm. She picks up one of the ancient journals, her delicate fingers moving gently over the brittle, yellowed pages. The faint
