Chapter 70

Kaelia

“Do you have a death wish?”

Eleanor’s voice cracked through the room like lightning, sharp enough to make the walls feel smaller. I looked at her, and despite all my lifetimes, she hadn’t changed at all.

Same hard stone face. Same commanding presence.

Same sharp eyes that saw through everything.

She was still Eleanor.

Her family line had served the moonborn long before any of us were born.