Chapter One Hundred and Seventy: Wake-up Call

(Alarion’s POV)

It was Kaelia’s voice that reached me first.

Soft, yet urgent, threading through the fog in my mind like a tether.

“Return to me, Alarion. Please.”

I turned, and there she was.

Standing in an open field, bathed in light. Whole. Unmarked. Not weighed down by pregnancy or weakened...

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