Chapter 327

Elara's POV

The man turned toward me, his deep, steady voice cutting through the hum of the ballroom.

"Miss, do you need something?"

My breath caught. That voice—low, composed, with the same faint rasp that used to carry through the corridors of Tempestshroud Hall when my brother called my name. My chest tightened as my vision blurred.

Could it be him?

For a heartbeat, the lights, the crowd, the o