ZION

For a moment, I forgot Eza already knew. When I didn’t move, she picked up a small hand mirror and held it out to me. I looked and froze. The glamour was almost gone. My eyes were too soft. My jaw, rounded. My skin glowed in a way it never did when the glamour was strong.

Her voice was calm but direct as she stepped closer. “I’m an alchemist. I study details. Your glamour is good, but right now…” She tilted her head. “You’re unraveling.”

I sighed and ...