C122 THE WORLD IN WHICH NO KING HAS EVER COME BACK

Elara didn’t fall.

She was dragged.

Dragged into a tunnel of fire so blinding, so violent, it felt like the Earth itself was being torn off her skin. Her shouts were ripped away by the force of it. Wind howled with the intensity of a collapsing star. Colors she had no name for raced past her, filling her vision with the unbelievable.

And then—

Silence