LOGINEmber Frost’s POVA thin strip of parchment was the first thing that caught my attention when we searched Medina’s room. She had left it folded between two heavier books, like it wasn’t worth noticing at first glance.No one spoke right away.Eira only reached for it, turned it once in her hands, then passed it to Elder Anna without a word.The place didn’t feel like it belonged to someone dangerous.That was the strange part.We moved through it slowly anyway, not because we expected something to happen, but because experience had taught us not to trust “nothing.”The elders checked as they went. Not loudly, not in any dramatic way—just quiet movements, brief pauses, small spells brushed over surfaces like dust being wiped off glass.Nothing reacted.Not even slightly.Being cautious there almost felt pointless.For a moment, it almost felt like we were the ones overthinking everything.After a while, Eira let out a dry laugh, though it didn’t sound amused at all.“I’ve already brace
Ember Frost’s POVI kept going back to the idea of keeping things from Henry, but it never held up. Every angle I tried ended up the same way. The only way to truly keep him out of it would be to send him far away for a long time—and that wasn’t something I could decide so easily.I let out a slow breath. “There’s no clean way to handle this,” I murmured. “Trying to push him aside now would only make everything harder later.”The truth was simple—Henry wasn’t on the edge of things. He was already in the middle of it. He was the one in charge here; he patrolled these quarters every day. If we started digging around, it would only be a matter of time before he noticed.Even if we managed to send him off for a while, it wouldn’t solve anything. He’d come back eventually. And when he did, he’d feel it right away—like stepping into a room where something had been disturbed, even if nothing looked different at first glance.My fingers tapped lightly against my arm. “And it’s not like we’re
Ember Frost’s POVThe thought kept circling in my head. The more I thought about it, the clearer it became. We didn’t have the luxury of waiting around.I decided to act.But the problem was simple—we only had one cloak.That meant only one of us could take the risk… unless it wasn’t meant to be used that way.Could it be shared? Could it cover more than one of us?There were four of us.I didn’t wait to find out.Reaching out, I grabbed the cloak and pulled it around our shoulders, motioning for them to hold it in place.“Let’s see what’s on the other side,” I said, keeping my voice even. “You don’t need to worry. You’ve seen what I can do. If anything comes at us—whatever it is—I can handle it.”Orion let out a quiet breath, the tension in it hard to miss.“That’s not the point,” he said, softer now, but still firm. “You said you wouldn’t put yourself in danger like this again.”“Are you sure about this?” Elder Harriet asked, a hint of hesitation in her voice.I gave a small, half-h
Ember Frost’s POVI pushed my mind, trying to remember where I’d seen that cloak before. The memory is faint but familiar, like something I should know. But each time I got close, the details slipped away, leaving me with nothing but that uneasy sense that I was missing something important.I frowned and looked around again, checking every corner, but it wasn’t anywhere in sight. If this really was Medina’s room, then the cloak should be here… somewhere.This might be our only chance to get the truth before Henry returns. But my head was a mess, and I couldn’t think straight.“Maybe we should head back before things get out of hand,” Orion suggested, pulling me out of my thoughts. “If Sir Henry finds out we’re here—or hears about this—it won’t be easy to explain.”“Hold on… it wasn’t this room I saw that cloak in,” I cut in. “It was in Elder Anna’s room.”He went still, the words clearly catching him off guard.“A deep velvet green… with emerald stitching. Thin silver threads ran thro
Ember Frost’s POVThe room was tense, everyone waiting for his response.“Stop saying nonsense. You’re not weak,” he said, his voice calm but steady. “Right now, you need to focus on getting your strength back.”He crossed his arms slightly, then added, “Someone else will handle your duties for a few days. That’s not something you need to worry about.”His tone softened a bit.“When you’ve been out in harsh conditions for too long, your body eventually pushes back. It happens to everyone. It doesn’t mean you’re weak—it just means you’ve reached your limit for now.”He gave a small nod, as if sealing the point.“Rest. You’ll get back on your feet soon enough, and when you do, you can return to your work.”I didn’t push back.I didn't need to.That was enough.The rest fell into place faster than expected.After going through the motions of checking on me, Elder Anna straightened up and glanced around the group.“Why don’t you assign someone to go with me? Maybe Axel.” she said, as if t
Ember Frost’s POVThose strange pockets of warped space were never meant to be seen. They were built with intent—quietly tucked away, shaped to be overlooked. Even if someone passed right by them, they’d never think to question what they didn’t see. And if they got too close… the space would turn them away without them realizing it.We had spent months chasing that kind of distortion, only to end up right where we started—nowhere.Still, something had changed.It wasn’t much, just a small thread of understanding, but after so many empty attempts, it felt like enough to hold onto.By the time I finished explaining everything we’d gathered, my body was already giving out on me. My voice felt dry, my thoughts sluggish, like I’d pushed myself a little too far this time.Henry noticed.He didn’t argue or ask questions. Just cut me off before I could even suggest going back out.“Stay,” he said simply.That was it. No room to protest.Someone was told to remain with me, and just like that,
Ember Frost’s POVWe didn’t talk at all, even as we made our way onto the plane.Orion still acted polite. He took my suitcase, held the door, and did everything a gentleman should do, except speak. He didn’t even glance my way. It felt worse than shouting.I kept hoping for some kind of rescue, so
Ember Frost’s POV“I can’t go back like this,” I said, shaking my head. “Eira’s condition is still unstable, and we don’t have answers. Returning now would make everything we did meaningless.”A spark of irritation flared inside me, sudden and fierce. Why did Orion feel the need to control everythi
Ember Frost’s POVI rested inside the shell, stiff and icy, my body drawn inward like an unborn child sheltered in darkness. There was no fear left in me, only stillness. My heartbeat was slow and steady, my breathing shallow and even. If someone had seen my face, they would have found no pain ther
Ember Frost’s POV“My sweet girl… my heart,” my mother murmured as she pulled me into her arms, holding me so tightly it felt like she was afraid she might lose me. “What you just said hurts me more than anything. Why would you think of yourself that way?”My father let out a soft sigh, his voice s







