Aurenya’s POV
The silence after Draven’s last words didn’t fade.
It stayed.
Heavy. Pressing. Alive in a way silence shouldn’t be.
I sat there, staring at nothing in particular, while everything inside me tried to reorganize itself around information I didn’t ask for.
Incomplete.
Sealed.
Split.
None of it felt real.
And yet my body reacted like it was remembering something my mind refused to hold.
Rhydan moved first, breaking the stillness.
“We’re not doing the call tonight,” he said firmly.
Kaelor exhaled slowly. “We don’t have control over that decision anymore.”
Rhydan shot him a look. “We always have control.”
Draven’s voice cut in, calm but final. “Not over this.”
That shut the room down again.
I hated how easily he did that.
Like facts were weapons and he didn’t bothe
