Ashar laid her on the bed as the others stood around them. Mae groaned again, eyes fluttering. “Did I do that?” Ashar knelt beside her. “You did.” She looked up at all of them now, her family, her warriors, and whispered, “I didn’t mean to.”
“You don’t have to mean it,” Lucien said quietly. “You are it.” The room fell into silence again. Not of fear, but realization. This wasn’t a guessing game anymore. Not just visions. Not just possibility. The war was already watching. And it had finally seen Mae.
The room remained quiet after the void’s retreat. No one spoke until Mae was resting again in one of the castle’s deeper chambers, surrounded by comfort, warmth, and the constant presence of Ashar and Riven on either side.
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Sethis stood nearby, his brows furrowed. He had brought the scann
