Chapter 76

Elara's POV

I woke up to voices I didn’t want to hear. My mother and Aunt Silvia were hovering over me, their expressions tight with something between relief and expectation. I blinked a few times, my head pounding like a war drum. The memories from my past life, from Amaris, were still sharp and raw in my mind. The betrayal, the curse, the fire that had burned through me. And underneath all of it, that voice—hers—whispering, urging me to act.

“You’re finally awake,” my mother said, her voice soft but tinged with urgency. “We were beginning to worry the fever had taken hold for good.”

I sat up slowly, the weight of Amaris’ memories pressing against me like an anchor. The room was spinning, and my body felt like it had been dragged through every battlefield from here to the moon.