Chapter 23 A Trail Of Ash And Chains
- The whisper came just before dawn.
- Lucia sat alone in the east wing’s meditation hall, the moonlight silvering her dark hair as she held the pendant Abby had given her—the one said to resonate with her true bloodline. It pulsed faintly tonight, a slow thrum like a heartbeat.
- She wasn’t sure if she was dreaming, meditating, or hearing the past.