Nathan's POV

I kept my hand stretched toward her, close enough to reach her the second she returned, but far enough not to trigger another surge of raw energy that might knock me across the room again. The air was thick with the seer’s chants, each word vibrating through the walls like an ancient hum. Every candle flame bent inward—as if drawn toward Adina.

My heart was hammering in my ribcage, I hated this. I hated watching her trapped somewhere I couldn’t follow.

The seer’s voice ...