Se connecter"Then perhaps it's time you remembered."The woman's words lingered after her laughter stopped.Seraphina kept the child behind her, watching the narrow opening in the western wall. The Sword of Dawn had stopped trembling, but Dusk-born's blade continued to hum, its point angled toward the seam."Nobody approaches that door," Seraphina ordered.The crowned warrior retrieved his fallen sword. He stood beside her, watching the darkness beyond the opening with an expression she couldn't read."That name meant something to you," Seraphina said."Yes.""Then tell me what.""I can't.""Is that because you don't remember, or because you don't want to?"His expression hardened. "I have spent a thousand years trying to separate what I remember from what I have been made to believe. I won't invent an answer simply because you need one."Seraphina held his gaze. She disliked his response, but the creature beyond the Veil had already shown them how easily familiar voices could become weapons. For
The lock turned again.Seraphina heard it from behind them, somewhere along the western wall. The sound was faint, but unmistakable. She turned with the Sword of Dawn raised, keeping the sealed entrance in front of her in her peripheral vision."Nobody move."The crowned warrior stepped between the child and the sound. Across the chamber, Dusk-born guided Elara and Cael away from the western wall, supporting Cael when his injured ankle nearly gave way.Aurelith stood closest to the noise. "There should be no entrance here.""Your records said the same thing about the other door," Seraphina replied."The original gate was built into the chamber's design. This wall was solid stone."Another click sounded.A thin seam appeared in the western wall, extending from floor to ceiling. Seraphina watched it emerge from the darkness. The ancient markings had once covered the surrounding stone, but their light had vanished when the child dropped its ring. Now, faint grooves were becoming visible
The child had stopped crying.That frightened Seraphina more than the voice beyond the door.A moment earlier, the child had been shaking beside the crowned warrior, struggling to explain memories that seemed to belong to someone else. Now it stood perfectly still. Seraphina could not see its face, but she heard the uneven breaths it was trying to control."What happened after the door closed?" she asked.The child said nothing.The crowned warrior shifted beside it. "You don't have to answer if you cannot remember."A knock sounded beyond the door.The child flinched, and the warrior moved between it and the sound."Don't speak to it," Seraphina warned. "Whatever is on the other side wants you frightened enough to say something without thinking.""You're wrong," the voice replied in Seraphina's tone. "I want the child to remember."She tightened her grip on the Sword of Dawn. The blade remained dark, but its weight was familiar against her palm."Then why hide behind a sealed door?"
The laughter continued in the darkness.Seraphina could no longer see the markings beneath her feet, the doorway ahead, or the child who had dropped the ring. She could still hear the sound coming from beyond the sealed entrance, though. It was quiet, almost amused, and carried the child's voice with a familiarity that made her stomach tighten.Something shifted beside her."Nobody moves," she said.Her command came out sharper than she intended. She heard Cael draw a strained breath, followed by the soft scrape of a boot against stone. His injured ankle would not support him for long, and whatever waited beyond the door had chosen this moment to strip the chamber of its light."Cael?" Elara called."I'm here.""Stay where you are.""I wasn't planning to run."His attempt at reassurance sounded thin, but he was still speaking. Seraphina held on to that small certainty while she extended the Sword of Dawn in front of her. Its familiar weight rested in her hand. The blade had not gone c
The ring flared in the child's hand.Seraphina felt the change through the Sword of Dawn before she saw it. Heat traveled along the blade, and across the chamber, Dusk-born's sword answered with a sharp metallic note. The ancient markings surrounding the abyss brightened, revealing the outline of a door beneath their feet.The crowned warrior stared into the darkness."You already did."The voice had been his, but it had come from somewhere beneath the kingdom. He looked at the child, searching its indistinct face for an explanation."Who is speaking?"The child closed its fingers around the ring. "You know.""No. I don't.""You did when you left me."The warrior recoiled. Seraphina watched him struggle with the accusation. He had admitted remembering the night the Veil closed, but he had never claimed to understand everything that happened that night. Whatever the child represented, he seemed to be confronting a missing piece of his past.The silver-eyed woman moved between the child
The sword struck the stone.The crowned warrior stared at the fallen weapon, his fingers still curled as though he could feel its weight. A moment earlier, he had whispered a name Seraphina had never heard. Now he looked at the child as if something buried deep within his memory had begun to surface."You remember," the child said.The warrior swallowed. "How old were you when the door closed?"Aurelith turned toward him."I don't know," the child replied. "I was little. You told me I was too young to understand."The warrior flinched.Seraphina noticed the reaction but refused to treat it as proof. The entity beneath the kingdom had already demonstrated its ability to manipulate memories and familiar voices. Whatever the warrior recognized, it could still be a trap."What did I tell you?" he asked."That you would come back."He closed his eyes briefly."Did your mother send you here?""She said you would return for me."The warrior's face tightened. "Veyra never told me there was an







