~ Seraphina’s POV ~
The chamber’s cold still clung to me even after I stepped outside.
It wasn't just the air—it was the weight of everything that happened inside.
The silence wasn’t calm.
It was loud, pressing against my ears like a storm that hadn’t broken yet.
I didn’t look back when the doors closed behind me.
I couldn’t.
My body stood tall, but inside, I was shaking.
I had faced Regis.
Faced them all.
And I was still standing.
And for the first time, I didn't falter.
The girl who once flinched at her own shadow, who cried herself to sleep, missing the friend who was never truly a friend, who loved a man who only saw her as a prize... that girl was buried today.
In her place stood someone forged in pain and betrayal, someone colder than the winds of the North and fiercer t
