Chapter Forty one
Gabriella’s POV
I shook my head. “No… but he was here for a reason.”
Leo glanced toward the still-glowing sigils. “He wasn’t trying to attack. He was sending a message.”
Tristan’s eyes burned gold in the dim light. “Then we’d better figure out what it was before he decides to finish it.”
I looked down at the faint marks on the floor — the lunar sigils still pulsing faintly beneath my feet. They matched the ones I’d seen in my dreams.
And deep inside, Ava whispered one word.
Prophecy.
The chamber still hummed with leftover power, like the air itself was remembering what had just happened.
Guards rushed in from every corridor, weapons drawn, scanning the hall with wide, frightened eyes. The chandelier lay shattered across the marble floor, glittering in thousands o
