Chapter 211 The Hidden Threads Of Power

• Ariella stood in the dimly lit chamber, her fingers brushing against the cold stone of the ancient table before her. The room reeked of age and secrets, the air thick with unspoken truths. The weight of her father's words still clung to her, heavier than the dark cloak draped over her shoulders.
• Raelen stood silently at her side, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. He had been her anchor through countless storms, but even he couldn’t shield her from the storm brewing within her own heart.
• "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Ariella whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and confusion.