Chapter 101

*Elora*

The ceremony was set for twilight—because, as Kezar liked to say, the in-between hours were where change took root.

I stood on the balcony above the eastern courtyard, watching the haven-ruin stir with movement. Smoke drifted in slow spirals from the ceremonial fires being lit across the platform, their scents thick with clove and wild sage. Robes of crimson and ash fluttered like flames a