Chapter 27 (Seraphina's POV)

The brooch was cold between my fingertips. Ember's resonance pulsed against my chest in waves.

Suddenly I remembered—the old man's hoarse voice at Caelan's birthday banquet:

"She possesses the gift of a Moon Priestess—a healer chosen by the Moon Goddess herself!"

"The last Moon Priestess appea...

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