The throne room remained silent long after the ancient servant’s words faded into the water.
The glowing walls of Coralia pulsed softly around them, breathing with ancient life. Blue light moved through the cracks in the stone like veins awakening after centuries of sleep. Every pillar shimmered faintly beneath the ocean currents drifting through the ruined palace.
Tracy stood still beside Konin, her fingers resting against the glowing necklace hanging around her neck.
The crystal was warm now.
Alive.
As though it recognized her.
As though the entire kingdom did.
For a moment, neither she nor Konin spoke.
Too much had changed in too little time.
The truth about her mother.
The truth about Coralia.
And now—
The truth about him.
Konin slowly exhaled and ran a hand through his ha
