Chapter 368

Elara's POV

The night air inside keep was heavy with salt and storm. I couldn't sleep. Something in me—instinct or worry—kept stirring until I finally threw the covers aside and went downstairs. The stone floors were cold beneath my feet, the torches burned low, and the scent of rain drifted in from the sea.

When I reached the lower hall, I saw Zarek coming out of the bathing chamber, water still