Aurenya’s POV
The moment Draven said it, the room shifted again.
Not the air.
Not the light.
Something deeper—like the idea itself had weight.
“…Calling it?” I repeated slowly.
Rhydan’s expression tightened immediately. “No.”
Kaelor didn’t argue. That alone said enough.
Draven didn’t look at either of them.
His eyes stayed on me.
“It’s already responding without structure,” he said calmly. “That’s why she’s unstable.”
“I’m not unstable,” I snapped.
A pause.
Then Kaelor said quietly, “You fainted mid-conversation and the bond pulled you into a state none of us could reach.”
That shut me up for half a second.
Rhydan stepped forward. “There has to be another way.”
“There isn’t,” Draven replied.
That was the problem with him.
He never sounded like he was guessing.
He sounded
