C9 The Trial of the Ancients
The chamber remained silent long after the Elders’ decree. The weight of their words settled deep within Evelyne’s chest, heavy and inescapable. The trial would determine her fate, and there was no turning back now. Lucien reached for her arm, his grip firm yet gentle. "Are you sure about this?" His storm-gray eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of hesitation.
She exhaled slowly
