Elara POV:
Rhydan waits until the room has settled again before he speaks to me. It’s not because he hesitates, and certainly not because he doubts what must be said, but because he understands timing is important.
The archive chamber has grown quieter in the moments since Velarys finished speaking. The heavy revelation she shared settling as we process what it must mean. We stand near one of the long stone tables carved into the floor of the chamber, the archives spread between us like a confession written in ink and time.
The weight of what we have uncovered still lingers beneath my skin, but Velarys remains composed within me now.
She is present in the way ancient things are present, she’s not demanding attention, she’s just existing with a deep gravity that reminds me constantly th
