A knock at the door broke the spell again. This time, it was firmer, more urgent.
She didn’t hesitate.
Ariana crossed the room, bare feet silent on the cold stone floor. The door creaked open, but still, no one waited.
Only a faint shimmer in the air—a ripple, like heat haze.
The letter.
She looked down and saw it lying on the threshold.
Curiosity overcame fear.
She picked it up again, the parchment cool and fragile in her hands. The ink was still sharp, the message clear and sharp as a blade.
“If you feel something changing, say nothing. For now. We are being watched.”
—V
Her mind raced. Who else could know? Who else was watching? Seryna’s name whispered like a shadow in the back of her thoughts. And Kael—his warning was etched deep inside her, even if she didn’t understand what he truly meant.
She folded the letter carefully and tucked it back under her mattress, her fingers trembling.
The air around her seemed to pulse, warm and alive, as if the house itself was breathing alongside her.
She sank onto the bed, pulled the covers tight, but sleep was a stranger.
Her thoughts spun in circles, a vortex of doubt and anticipation.
Kael’s voice echoed again, softer this time, like a caress and a threat all at once.
“You are dangerous.”
The words wrapped around her like a shroud.
And somewhere beneath the fear, beneath the uncertainty, something flickered.
Not quite hope.
Not quite surrender.
But a spark.
A promise.
That she was more than what she’d believed.
That whatever was coming, she wouldn’t face it alone.
CHAPTER 6
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KAEL
The night was sharp, slicing through the thick cloak of shadows that draped the city. Kael moved with practiced silence, his footsteps swallowed by the cobblestones slick with recent rain. The scent of damp earth and smoldering lanterns clung to the air, but beneath it all, something sour lingered—an edge of danger that had settled in his bones.
He didn’t like this feeling. Not tonight.