Dark Journal
Then, reaching down into the bag, she pulled out Orin’s ancient text, setting the heavy, dark leather volume flat onto the center of the laminate table.
Elias didn't flinch; he simply stared at the cover, his posture tightening. But beside him, Zara’s expression hardened into something icy. She looked from the book to Elias, her eyebrows snapping together as she realized the dynamic in the room had shifted without her oversight.
"You already knew," Zara stated, her voice dropping into a dangerous, quiet register that made Elias shift uncomfortably. She looked at Caelith, her dark eyes flashing with the frustration of someone who hated being left out of the loop. "You showed him the text befo
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