Reina’s POV
The air in the Chamber of Prophecies was thick with a magic so old, that it felt as if time itself had stopped in this sacred space. My breathing was still unsteady as Kyle held me close, his grip firm, grounding me. The visions still flashed in my mind the ancient enemy, the rising darkness, the chilling voice that promised my end.
I clutched the leather-bound book against my chest. The weight of the prophecy pressed down on me like a boulder. The Dark King was only a pawn in a much bigger game. The real war had yet to begin.
Kyle’s golden eyes bore into mine, intense and unwavering. "Tell me everything."
I swallowed hard. "There’s someone more powerful than the Dark King. Someone older than the Moon Goddess herself." My voice was hoarse, thick with the gravity of what I h
