Semua Bab The Goddess's Forgotten Heir : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Chapter Two *****The carriage stopped.Elara pressed her forehead against the window of the car. Roverthhood Academy loomed behind black, barbed iron gates that were gilded with curling letters. Stone towers rose like sharp teeth beyond them. It felt colder in the air itself.The driver opened her door. “We’re here, Miss.”Elara stepped out, clutching the single suitcase Robin had allowed. The gates creaked open, and her heart thudded. She passed through students in immaculate uniforms laughing sharply and cuttingly.They looked at her judging her through their eyes.The courtyard raids of golden statues of wolves snarled from pedestals. There is a plaque on the wall boldly written on "Strength. Power" Dominion.Elara whispered, “Cruelty, more like.As she enters the main hall, it’s glistened with chandeliers, marble floors, and crystal lights and there is ruddy weather, beauty, and conceit everywhere. With voices resonating in thoughtless derision, students lounged like kings

Chapter Four*****The Sterling mansion stood draped in black. Although the faces inside were not grieving, mourning banners hung rigidly against the walls. Elara walked alone through the gates, her footsteps echoing over stone. The weight of death was oppressive and heavy in the air.Beneath the canopy of white lily flowers was Robin Sterling's coffin.As the priests chanted the old rituals, their voices rose through the waves.Elara stood on the precipice, clenching her fists. Her father's pale face carved into stillness in the coffin. She reached forward, fingers trembling, and brushed his cold hand.“Papa…” The whisper broke her.Tears burned her cheeks. The chanting blurred. The world tilted for a brief moment. Then—“Elara.”Her name echoed through the air, faint as a breath.Her eyes widened. She looked down.Robin’s lips had not moved. His outline was woven with translucent golden light, and his spirit glistened. His once-charming eyes had turned urgent.The ghost whispering

Elara returned to Roverthhood in her armor of grief. Her black dress held her like a shadow walking steadily, the students in the dining hall looked up as she walked in, their words twisted with malice, conversations paused, then resumed with sharper edges. Before she had even touched her tray, Alice's voice rang out in the room.“So,” Alice drawled, her laughter pitched high for the crowd, “the little orphan returns. I thought perhaps you’d gone to bury your curse alongside your father.”The words cut like knives. Whispers spread quickly as forks clattered and Elara burned with anger, her knuckles turned white as she tightened her grip on her cup, but she remained silent. The silence became its own cruelty, feeding Alice's smile.“She doesn’t deny it,” Alice added. “Perhaps death follows her like perfume. Sit near her long enough and we’ll all choke on it.”A sharp, poisonous laughter sounded from Alice's table. A voice reverberated throughout the hallway before she could reply."It

The chandeliers dripped gold. Masks glittered, laughter echoed, and the masquerade ball at Roverthhood shimmered like a trap wrapped in silk. Elara wears a black mask concealing everything except her eyes asGowns swirled around her and jewels flashed; she pulsed at the edge of the hall though she could be seen even in the shadows. She felt each and every stare.Alice holding a glass of wine flourished under that spotlight, she walked through the crowd in a gown that spilled like molten silver. She spotted Elara instantly, smiling sharp as broken glass.“Elara Vale,” she purred, voice carrying just enough for others to hear. “Roverthhood’s resident tragedy. I was starting to wonder if you’d bother showing up. After all, what’s a ball without a little pity?”Laughter rippled. Elara didn’t flinch. She walked past Alice toward the table lined with crystal glasses. A servant offered her one. Before Elara could take it, Alice snatched another, pouring its contents smoothly into the one me

She was still covered in smoke and every time she closed her eyes, she remembered the knife and how her throat was only a few inches from the blade. It was so brutal like her fire was exploding.Elara fled before dawn, leaving the academy walls behind. She walked into the remains of the old god's temple lying in ruins, the temple engulfed in silence and the stone pillars laid like broken teeth as ivy strangled the carvings.She stood among the ruins with a heart pounding, and as the cold air biting her lungs then a vision came.Flame coiled in her veins, a crown of fire pressed heavy against her head. She staggered, clutching a cracked pillar. Her father’s voice echoed faintly. Little flame, don’t let them take you.But it wasn’t his voice anymore. It was something older. Something divine.She saw Derek burning alive, Robert bleeding in the dust, and Ariana kneeling while being pulled down by fire chains. The images terrified her as she screamed.“No! I won’t be like this!”The fi