C185 THE COST OF BEING SEEN

The tremor did not fade.

It traveled.

It moved across the Blood Kingdom like a message carried by bone and stone, slipping past walls meant to exist forever, reaching passageways where even the immortal rarely listened anymore.

Aria felt it under her feet as clearly as a second heartbeat.

“This isn’t stopping,” she said, her voice low.

Cealen gazed at her, his concentration sharp now