ElaraThe first sign that something had changed came on the morning of Kaelen's eleventh birthday.I woke to the smell of smoke—not the acrid bite of burning wood, but something warmer, sweeter. Like the first breath of a fire being born. I sat up in bed, my hand reaching for Riven, and found the sheets beside me empty.The bond was humming with something I had never felt before. Not danger. Not fear. Something deeper.Riven?Come quickly. It's Kaelen.I was out of bed before the thought finished, my silver fire blazing to life. I crossed the corridor in three strides, my bare feet slapping against the cold stone. The scent of smoke grew stronger, mingled with something else—something ancient and powerful.I found them in the nursery.Kaelen was sitting cross-legged on his bed, his small hands resting on his knees. His eyes were closed, his face peaceful, but the air around him shimmered with heat. Silver fire—not the gentle pulse that had always lived under his skin, but something br
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