The air felt different now.
Not lighter.
Not safer.
But clearer.
For the first time since everything started, I wasn’t just reacting.
I was thinking ahead.
“If he’s waiting for me to grow,” I said slowly, “then we stop letting him control how that happens.”
Kael crossed his arms slightly, studying me.
“And how exactly do you plan to do that?”
I held his gaze.
“We train,” I said.
“That’s what we’ve been doing.”
“No,” I replied. “We’ve been surviving.”
A pause.
Then—
“I want to push it.”
The words landed heavier than I expected.
Kael’s expression darkened immediately.
“That’s dangerous.”
“So is waiting for him to decide when I’m ready.”
Silence followed.
Because that—
That was true.
“I’m not talking about basic control anymore,” I continued. “I need to understand everything this power can do.”
Kael shook his head slightly.
“That’s not something you rush.”
“I’m not rushing,” I said. “I’m choosing.”
The difference mattered.
And he knew it.
“What are you suggesting?” he asked.
I took a slow breath.
Then said it.
“Teach me how to stop it if it starts pulling again.”
The room went still.
Because we both knew what I meant.
The draining.
The thing I wasn’t supposed to touch.
“That’s exactly what I told you to avoid,” Kael said.
“And it still happened,” I replied.
My voice didn’t shake.
Didn’t hesitate.
“So next time, I need to be ready for it.”
He didn’t answer.
But I saw it—
The conflict.
Because he understood.
Even if he didn’t like it.
“If I can’t control that part of it,” I added quietly, “then I’m not in control at all.”
Silence stretched.
Long.
Heavy.
Then finally—
Kael exhaled slowly.
“You don’t do this halfway,” he said.
“I know.”
“And if it goes wrong…”
“It won’t,” I cut in.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
“That’s not how this works.”
I held his gaze.
“Then we make sure it doesn’t go wrong.”
Another pause.
Then—
A shift.
Subtle.
But real.
“Alright,” Kael said finally.
My chest tightened slightly.
“You’re serious?”
“Yes.”
His voice was firm now.
Resolved.
“But we do it carefully. Controlled. No rushing, no reacting.”
I nodded once.
“Agreed.”
The warmth inside me stirred again.
Not unstable.
Not wild.
But ready.
Like it knew something was about to change.
“This isn’t just training anymore,” Kael added.
“I know.”
Because this—
This was something else.
Something bigger.
Something that could either make me stronger—
Or break everything.
But one thing was certain now.
I wasn’t waiting anymore.
I wasn’t running.
And I wasn’t letting the Sovereign decide what I became.
If I was going to grow—
Then it would be on my terms.
Even if that meant stepping into something dangerous.
Even if that meant facing the part of myself I wasn’t ready to understand.
Because this time—
I wasn’t just learning how to survive.
I was learning how to become something stronger. 😈🔥