Mira’s POV.

“You didn’t even flinch.”

Mira’s voice cracked as she shoved the training blade into its sheath. Her eyes were still fixed on Kael. The sparring match was over, but her pulse hadn’t slowed from the look he gave her. He had no fear and no shock, just quiet calculation.

“You knew it would happen again,” she said, stepping back. “The mark. The light. You weren’t surprised.” Kael didn’t deny it. “I need air.” That’s what she told the guard before slipping ...