Chapter 225

Elodie’s POV

The high of the afternoon victory at the rink faded as the sun dipped below the jagged horizon of the Ignis-Needle mountains, leaving a bruised purple sky in its wake.

The Vance Estate was supposed to be a fortress, but the atmosphere inside was claustrophobic.

Despite the win at school, the air felt thin. Garrick had called for a formal dinner—a "display of unity"—but the silence at