Silence by Fire

PRIMUS VALERIUS’S POV

The vine turned to ash in my palm.

The moment the purple flame touched it, it shrieked.

Loud and sharp. Like every dying root on the continent cried at once. I shoved the rest of the torch into the brazier and let it burn.

That twisted relic Florian dropped was more than a threat. It was a signature. A message. An insult.

"I came into your territory. Took what I came for and