Chapter 260
Elyra’s dreams had always been vivid, but now they carried a clarity that felt undeniable. Each night, she saw herself in a realm bathed in ethereal silver light. A massive moon dominated the sky, its glow illuminating a landscape of rolling hills, dense forests, and glittering streams. The air shimmered as if alive, carrying a sense of both peace and immense power.
At the heart of her vision stood two figures—a woman with flowing silver hair that seemed to catch and reflect the moonlight, and a man whose golden eyes burned with quiet strength. The woman reached out, her lips forming a word Elyra couldn’t quite hear, but she knew, instinctively, who they were.
Her parents.
The realization jolted her awake, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. She pressed a hand to her chest, trying to still the frantic pounding of her heart. The dream had felt so real, so urgent. It wasn’t just a memory—it was a call.
The next morning, Elyra shared her vision with Dain as they walked through the forest. His expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he listened.
“They’re calling you back,” he said at last, his tone edged with both certainty and unease.
Elyra’s steps faltered. “But what if it’s not them? What if it’s a trap?” Her voice wavered, the fear she tried to suppress slipping through.
Dain stopped, turning to face her fully. His orange eyes bore into hers, filled with a mix of protectiveness and something deeper she couldn’t name. “Then we’ll face it together,” he said firmly. “I won’t let you go through this alone.”
His words should have comforted her, but instead, they sent a confusing rush of warmth through her. She nodded, swallowing hard. “Thank you,” she whispered.
As they continued their journey, a quiet tension settled between them. Every time their shoulders brushed, every time Dain reached out to steady her over uneven ground, Elyra felt the weight of something unspoken pressing against her chest.
That night, as they set up camp under the open sky, Elyra couldn’t shake the feeling that the visions were leading her somewhere—somewhere she needed to go. But as she glanced at Dain, watching the firelight dance across his features, she wondered if she was ready for what awaited them. Not just the truths of her past, but the truths they were both avoiding about each other.
