Darkness surrounded me.
It wasn’t peaceful.
It wasn’t calm.
It felt heavy… like I was being pulled deeper into something I couldn’t escape.
Then—
Voices.
Faint at first.
Distant.
“…she’s losing too much blood…”
My chest tightened slightly.
That voice again.
“No.”
Kael.
His tone was sharp, strained in a way I had never heard before.
“Do something,” he said again, louder this time.
Pain returned slowly.
At first, it was dull.
Barely noticeable.
Then it spread.
Sharp.
Burning.
My body felt like it didn’t belong to me anymore.
I tried to move.
Nothing.
Only a slight twitch of my fingers.
“She’s not responding,” another voice said.
“Then make her respond!” Kael snapped.
Silence followed briefly.
Heavy.
Tense.
“…the child…” someone whispered.
My heart skipped weakly.
The child.
Fear surged instantly.
No.
I forced my body to react.
Forced my eyes open.
It was difficult.
Painful.
But I managed it.
The world came back slowly.
Blurry shapes.
Light.
Movement.
Then—
Him.
Kael stood beside me, closer than he had ever been.
His expression wasn’t the same.
No control.
No cold distance.
Only tension.
Fear.
“Lira,” he said.
Relief flashed across his face the moment my eyes met his.
“You’re awake.”
I wanted to speak.
But my voice didn’t come out.
Only a weak breath.
Still…
I was alive.