Ember Frost’s POV

After a long moment, Eira let out a slow breath and straightened. “I’m really okay,” she said, steady but firm. “I know what my body can handle. The engraving is still strong. This is nothing more than a small prophecy; it won’t harm me.”

As if to shut down any argument, she waved Elder Harriet over.

“She’ll keep an eye on me the whole time,” Eira added. “If anything feels off, she’ll stop it immediately.”

She was so certain that, in the end, I ...