POV: LaraThe council chamber was colder than I remembered. Torches lined the walls, their flames burning blue, shadows twisting high across the stone ceiling. At the center stood a dais etched with runes, glowing faintly with power. My stomach knotted as the elders motioned me forward.“This night,” the eldest intoned, his staff striking the floor, “the Seal shall choose. By touch. By desire. By blood.”I trembled. The Seal pulsed hot against my throat, as if it already knew what was coming.Two figures stepped into the circle—Luther, golden eyes locked on me, jaw tight with fury, and Reis, his smirk sharp, confidence radiating off him like a second skin.“You can’t make her do this,
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