KAEL

Lyra met her gaze without flinching. "That nothing about the Selection is what it seems, and that someone needs to break the cycle before it breaks us all."

My mother went pale, her hand coming up to grip the pendant she always wore around her neck. She opened her mouth like she was going to respond then closed it again, turning away quickly and walking back toward where my father stood with his advisors.

I wanted to ask what Lyra meant but healers were already trying to guide ...