The moment Aira touched the black ring, the house convulsed.Every light in the corridor burst red at once, then died. The ceiling crack widened with a sharp, tearing sound, and Elder Soren’s voice changed into something ancient and cold, rolling down through the opening like it had been waiting to be heard.“Now the house knows its heir.”Aira snatched her hand back, but it was too late.The ring had already burned a mark into her skin.Not a wound.A symbol.Small. Dark. Living.Her seal answered violently, and she cried out, staggering into Kael’s chest as the bond flared so hard it felt like her ribs might split. Kael caught her instantly, his arms locking around her with desperate force.“Aira.”His voice was raw now. Frightened.She could feel it through him, through every hard line of his body. He was trying to stay calm for her, but the terror was there, burning beneath his control. The baby kicked hard, then went still, as if the child had felt the change too.The black ring
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