Ash still hung in the air above the sanctuary’s spires, carried by the soft night breeze. The glow of ritual flame had ebbed, but the fire within the people, the loyalists, the awakened bloodline, the family of the Flamebearer, had just begun to burn.Within the heart of the sanctuary, Arla-Rosa lay resting, her breathing calm but shallow. The purification ritual had drained her, even with the strength of the Ignis Core sustaining her. Cedric sat by her side, her hand in his, his thumb gently tracing the flame-shaped birthmark that had emerged on her wrist. "She’s still with us," Amarantha whispered from the doorway, tears not of fear, but of relief. "She answered the spirits. And they answered back."Cassian and Celeste were tucked into the nearby divan, watching over their mother. Even in sleep, Cassian kept a hand near his device, data about leyline paths and residual Guxani signals still tracking in real-time. Celeste held her fox plush tight, murmuring to it, “Mommy's a queen of
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