*Ember’s POV*
Sleep eluded me, my mind a captive to the strange, pulsing orange light emanating from the necklace. A discordant of whispers echoed in my mind, a haunting melody that both terrified and intrigued me. Could this be a sign, a glimmer of hope that I might connect with Aiden? The amulet, a mysterious artifact, held the key to an unknown power.
But how could I harness its potential? What secrets did it hold, what magic could it perform?
The door creaked open, jolting me from my reverie. Payge stood in the doorway, her silhouette framed by the morning light. I had been so engrossed in the amulet, its strange, pulsing light, that I hadn't even noticed the passage of time.
“What’s that?” I asked the servant, clutching the amulet tighter as if it were a secret treasure.