Chapter 14 DAY TWO

PRESENT

ZEPHYRA’S POV

I gasp, dropping the memory stone. My hands tremble violently.

“Good.” Father Arnauld doesn’t ask what I saw. “This stone isn’t just for remembering. It forces you to relive painful memories, prepares you for when the fear trial does the same.”

“So I don’t break,” I murmur....

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