C41 THE OATH UNDER THE SILVER SKY

The whispers in the night air didn't come from the wind; they came from the forest itself. As Elara stood at the edge of the sacred lake, it seemed like every tree and leaf was whispering secrets to her. Moonlight streamed across the surface like liquid silver, lighting up the reflections of her and Damon standing next to each other for the first time since their fates had changed