Chapter 227

*Elora*

“Wake up.”

The words weren’t shouted. They didn’t need to be. Slo’s voice carried the kind of weight that yanked me out of whatever thin aether of sleep I’d managed to catch. My body ached from labor, from flame, from everything, but the urgency in her tone burned through exhaustion.

The chamber was cold. Ash clung to the cracks in the walls, and the leyline’s faint hum pulsed weakly under