To Call What Is Forgotten

Kaia's POV.....

The ancient book was heavier than it looked.

Bound in dark leather, etched with runes that glowed faintly when touched, it felt alive—like it was breathing beneath my palms. The pages smelled of old magic and forgotten bloodlines. As I carried it to my chambers, whispers tingled beneath my skin, like the spirits trapped inside recognized me.

My mother followed quietly, litt