Chapter 125

The Aegis Chamber had quieted to a delicate, trembling silence—one that felt as if even a single breath might shatter it like thin ice. The tension clung to every surface, to every heartbeat, to every inhale. Somewhere in that silence, fate seemed to hold its breath too.

Cormac knelt at the center of the hall, shoulders hunched, head bowed. His hands lay open on his thighs—empty hands, stripped o