Petal's Pov

The morning came with mist that refused to lift.

The world felt heavy, as if even the air held its breath. I hadn’t slept since the dream the goddess’s words replayed endlessly in my mind. The bond weakens. The poison spreads. Find the truth before it finds you.

I pressed my hand against my wrist, where the faint silvery mark pulsed weakly beneath my skin. The Moon Brand’s glow had faded to a soft shimmer, barely visible in daylight.

If I didn’t act soon, it would ...