Chapter 139

*Elora*

The cell reeked of rust, damp stone, and old blood.

Even before we stepped inside, I could feel Kezar’s presence—heavy and feral, like a beast caged too long. The guards flanked the walls, but they kept their distance. Not out of fear. Not exactly. Reverence, maybe. Or caution. Because no matter how bound he was, Kezar Vaneblade had once been a Sovereign in everything but name. Now he was