Unspoken History

Her lips parted before she could stop herself, the question pressing against her chest. “Earlier… you said they tried to control you, but failed. What did you mean by that, Kaelen?”

Kaelen’s jaw tightened. His gaze drifted past Lyra, settling on Roth. Their eyes met and held for a long, silent second, heavy with unspoken history—guilt, pain, anger all flickering behind their steady fronts. There