Chapter 159

Viona's POV

Even in my sleep, the stone's glow haunted me. Bright green, undeniable. Yet doubt clung to me like a second skin, whispering cruelly in my ears. What if it was wrong? What if the magic had been tampered with? Or worse, what if someone had already known and enchanted it to deceive me?

I couldn't afford uncertainty. Not now.

The healer's suspicious gaze returned to my mind each time I closed my eyes. His silence had spoken louder than words. If I misstepped, if anyone ...