Chapter 22 Twenty Two
- Evana's POV
- The weight of the Oracle’s words hung heavy in the air, suffocating, unrelenting. My fingers trembled as I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold together the pieces of my shattered reality. I wasn’t just an outcast because of my father’s rebellion—I was a bridge between two worlds, a beacon calling the Chires to me like a lamb to slaughter.
- And now, the King would know.