Chapter 214

*Elora*

“It’s too quiet,” Slo muttered, staring out the window like the silence itself was a threat.

She wasn’t wrong.

The war had receded, but the hush that followed wasn’t peace—it was waiting. It was a breath held too long, a drumbeat without a war song. Three days had passed since the Void-Cursed tore through the Aethel-Bulwark, since my body split open in blood and flame to deliver a child no