Mira's POV
I kept thinking of Lila's words, "You're not fit to rule." But her voice wasn't the only thing haunting me. The darkness that had grown inside me since I touched the object was, too.
A cloud that made me question myself, fed my anger, and threatened to eat me alive.
I paced back and forth across my room, the walls still hot from my earlier rage. The fire inside me wasn't just a tool anymore--it was a storm, predictable and wild. I clenched my fists, trying to contain the surge of energy that threatened to erupt again.
Rosalie's betrayal weighed heavily on my heart. As a child, I would been drugged to suppress my gifts--and she had known. She had been part in the council's decision, choosing fear over trust, silence over safety.
I found her in the council room, her e
