Ember Frost’s POV

The cheering crowd gradually fell quiet, their laughter fading into confused murmurs as people glanced around, unsure what they had just witnessed.

“She figured it out,” Eira whispered against my ear, tense. A faint glow pulsed around Alina across the field. “Her magic is flaring everywhere; I can feel it. She’s trying to reach the Northern Duke right now.”

My stomach dropped. If she realized her link to the Duke had already been severed, there was no telling ...