s of the Past, Fi
a's
's aftermath lingered in the heavy silence of my chamber, and even the sunligh
ad shifted irrevocably. I was no longer just Aria Blaken the orphaned girl from a fearful village. I was the heir to a power
n entered without waiting for an invitation, his crimson eyes sh
," he said simply, clos
my limbs despite the adrenaline stil
t was a test of strength, yes, but also of trust
come easily for me, Lucien. E
re softness touching hi
etween us like a
f this was fate, and how much was choice? Was I truly destined to be bound to L
s more you need to know about your bloodline, Aria. About wh
for him t
g into a story that would chan
, and betrayal. Lysandra was a powerful sorceress from your bloodline, gifted with magic that could shift the
ned. "But the w
to maintain control, cursed Lysandra's bloodline to silence her magic forever. The curse
ght of this knowledge set
wers were hidden," I said,
en. You carry the key to breaking the curse, bu
ions were clear my magic could save or destr
on trial was necessary to see if you can control t
hand, its runes faintly glowing in
consumes us all,
his words made
than ever, teaching me to channel the raw energy in my veins, to wield the magic that o
, Lucien took me to a secluded part of the palace gardens
It's connection. To the past, to each
mine in his. The blood bond pulsed beneath my skin, a
Lysandra's legacy had entrusted to me. It responded a gentl
p tightened,
ce low and encouragi
er of progress, shadows stirr
had ruled every whispered story. The night my parents disappeared,
harm, murmuring words I had never understo
choed a fragment of a lu
n inherited power. It was a legacy of
back. "You're strugglin
ant to admit the
t will always haunt you, Aria. Bu
expected understanding. A glimpse of the man be
awake, I pondered o
him? Could I
artled me. Varion entered,
e said grimly. "Dark forces sense th
hadows were closing in
kly. I will summon the council. Allies and enem
heavily. I was no longer a c
a beacon i
me was jus