The instant Kaelira said his name, Ronan just froze.
Neither of them moved. For a second, the world itself seemed to pause—it was so quiet even the forest stopped breathing.
“You remember me?” His voice barely made it past his lips.
Kaelira stared at him, lost. “I… I don’t know.” She let go of his hand and stepped back, rubbing her temple. “I’ve never seen you before.”
“Then why’d you say my name?”
She shook her head, frustration slipping in. “I don’t know!”
Her breath hitched, uneven. Something flickered behind her eyes.
A palace, burning. A boy between her and a wall of fire. Silver eyes, a promise. Snap—gone again, out of reach.
Kaelira’s knees buckled. “My head…”
Ronan caught her before she hit the ground. “Don’t force it.”
She clung to him, desperate. “What’s happening to me
