Chapter 47

• “You don’t understand,” I whispered, my voice shaky as I clutched the railing, trying to steady myself. “This is too much. I’m not... I’m not ready.”
• Crown stood a few feet away, his gaze intense, unwavering. His silence was heavy, but there was something in his eyes that made my heart race. Maybe it was the desperation, or maybe it was the overwhelming sense of urgency that radiated from him. His stance was rigid, tense, like he was waiting for something—anything—from me.
• “Ava,” he said, his voice low and firm, but I could hear the weight of concern hidden beneath it. “You don’t have a choice. We don’t have a choice. Whatever Valen’s planning, we can’t wait any longer.”