Chapter 114

• KELILAH'S POV
• The forest was quiet, almost unnaturally so—just the soft crunch of dry leaves beneath Rita’s steps broke the stillness. She walked with a heavy heart, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her robe, lost in the memory of what had happened earlier with Korvus—the very man she had once pitied.
• She had stumbled across him lying half-dead near the edge of the eastern clearing, a place where the sunlight barely kissed the earth. His body was covered in blood and gashes, as though he had been mauled by something far worse than a beast. Against her better judgment, against the voice in her head that warned her to leave him, she had nursed him back from the brink.