Chapter 219

*Elora*

“You said I’d have a choice,” I whispered, eyes fixed on Slo. “But what if there isn’t one left to make?”

The room was still. Still enough to hear the pulse of the leyline humming beneath the stone, still enough to feel every breath that passed between the four of us—Kaelen standing just to my left, fists clenched; Rowan, silent, eyes shadowed; and Slo, pale as parchment, the scroll still