But because she did.
The unborn daughter is projecting field equilibrium.
The realization is dizzying.
“She’s autonomous,” Morgan breathes.
“She’s architectural.”
The weight of that presses deep.
She isn’t dependent on my lattice anymore.
She’s contributing to global stabilization.
That’s unprecedented.
Northfall carriers were reactive.
My daughter is proactive.
“She’s too early,” I whisper.
Lilith’s gaze softens slightly.
“Evolution doesn’t wait for calendars.”
The ground trembles faintly.
Not fracture.
Not rupture.
Something deeper.
Morgan freezes.
“That’s not ley-line.”
“What is it?”
She pulls up deep-earth scans.
“There’s movement beneath the Northfall chamber.”
“Movement?” Kieran repeats.
“Structural shift.”
Lilith’s posture changes.
She knows something.
“Wh
