“No,” she hissed. “No, no, no—you b***h. How did you come back? You weren’t supposed to fully awaken.”
Milandra laughed.
Not Emilia’s laugh. Something sharp.
Something that made the hairs on my arms rise.
“Oh, Soraya,” she said. “Are you scared?”
Soraya snarled, her voice cracking.
“You witch.”
Milandra tilted her head, amused.
“I have never met someone as stupid as you.”
Her eyes glowed brighter.
“Centuries ago, I thought you were simply young and foolish. I gave you another chance, believing you might return a better soul. That you would make amends with our kind.”
Soraya’s jaw clenched.
Milandra gestured around them—the destroyed altar, the blood, the chaos.
“But look at what you’ve caused. You changed fates. You triggered a war. You turned brothers into enemies. You tore d
