Chapter 85
The boy moved through the village like a shadow no one noticed.
His name was unspoken.
His power, unclaimed.
But the embers within him whispered secrets no one else could hear.
In the deepest corners of the forest, where even the light feared to tread, eyes watched.
Not godly.
Not human.
Cold.
Calculating.
Waiting.
Kael and Eliendara stood together in the throne room, their hands barely touching.
She whispered, "The past never truly dies."
He nodded, eyes fixed on the distant horizon.
"Neither does the fire."
The boy knelt beside a dying campfire.
He closed his eyes.
The faint glow inside him pulsed stronger.
And then—
A single spark burst into flame.
The watchers stirred.
And in the shadows, a voice hissed.
"Let the ember rise.Let the world burn again."
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The boy's power grows—and so does the danger.
As Kael and Eliendara race to protect the fragile peace,old wounds reopen and new alliances form.
But when the first flame leaps into the night,will the world be ready to face the fire once more?