Chapter 139

• KELILAH'S POV
• The quiet hum of the palace faded as I laid back on the plush bed, my gaze drifting to the painting on the wall. Its colors, bold and serene, almost felt alive—shadows creeping beneath the surface, hiding secrets I wasn't ready to uncover. I closed my eyes, my body heavy with exhaustion, but my mind couldn’t find peace. Every corner of the room seemed to whisper, and each breath felt like it could be my last.
• The darkness behind my eyelids wasn’t an escape; it was a place where fear and doubt held hands. I prayed for strength, for survival, for the will to win the battle ahead. But there was one undeniable truth that clung to me like a shadow: Morgana had to be stopped.