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After Laxon finished explaining the prophecy, silence settled over the group.
Trayton stood frozen, staring at the ground as the words echoed in his mind.
So that was why Kodian had been searching for her.
No… not Kodian.
Not Father.
He clenched his jaw.
Kodian is not my father anymore, he told himself firmly. He is my enemy.
A stranger.
A man he no longer owed loyalty to.
His thoughts churned, spiraling faster and faster—until Laxon’s voice broke through them.
“Trayton,” Laxon said gently, “the fact that you were able to touch her during a vision… that means you are even more powerful than we first believed.”
Trayton lifted his head.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
Laxon studied him carefully before answering.
“I believe you possess more than the gift of Sight,” he said. “Y
