Outside the room, Zelda felt her chest tighten. She knew the process had begun.Cornelius and Baldwin paced through the hall like headless chooks, forgetting their station and years of upbringing.Linus and Judith leaned against the wall, faces pale and lips trembling. Edgar and Maryanne stood beside them in silent support. Inwardly, they too begged the heavens for mercy.The Zumerong cousins stood shoulder to shoulder like true blood brothers, their eyes fixed on the closed door. Only Humphrey joined Cornelius in pacing, the endless wait clearly wearing on him.Suddenly, Zelda staggered.Blood spilled from her lips the instant the frozen glass inside the room melted completely.Esmeralda rushed to her side. “Mistress…”Jerome was already there, steadying her before she could fall.The others turned toward her at once, worry etched across every face.“I am fine,” Zelda said weakly, lifting a hand.She knew the cost.Of all elements to bend, time was the most unforgiving, the one that
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