I blinked at her, the weight of those words anchoring hard in my chest.
"But I didn’t know what I was doing. I wasn’t even trying—"
"Exactly," she interrupted gently. "And that’s what makes it remarkable. That memory didn’t just surface—it was drawn out. Anchored. That spell came from you, even if you didn’t channel it consciously."
I was quiet for a beat.
"So what… I’ve just been walking around with ancient memory-magic buried in my bloodstream?"
Celeste chuckled softly, settling herself more comfortably against the trunk.
"Not just ancient memory-magic. What you accessed was something deeply woven into your bloodline. That castle—the King and Queen—it was part of your legacy. You didn’t just stumble into a memory, Kat. You called it."
I swallowed. The air suddenly felt heavier.
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