Chapter 133

• Poor Alora could almost taste the coldness dripping from their voices, like a bitter fog hanging in the room. This was not the time for such storms—Edric had only just woken up, and his body was still weak, demanding peace. She knew too well that if Edric’s anger was left unchecked, it would clash with Ahyoka’s fire, and that would be disastrous for everyone.
• So, gathering herself, Alora leaned closer and spoke in a voice soft as silk, “Please… you need to rest. You haven’t recovered yet.”
• At once, Edric’s gaze shifted to her. The harshness in his eyes melted, replaced by a glow of overwhelming love—as if he had been waiting for this moment, to simply see her face and let his heart breathe. He nodded slowly, surrendering. With Alora’s gentle support, he lowered himself back onto the bed. Yet, before his eyes closed, he turned his head toward Ahyoka and let a sly, victorious smile spread across his lips—a smile laced with triumph and a hint of cruelty.