Adina's POV

"What about a premonition that we're going to die?" My voice was a small, terrified whisper, barely audible in the quiet study. "Just like I had before. What happens then?"

The seer was silent, her expression unreadable. She looked at me for a long moment, a quiet sadness in her eyes. Then she frowned, a deep, weary crease in her forehead. "It will happen just that way," she said, her voice a low, somber confession. "It will be inevitable."

I refused to believe it. This ...