Chapter 5

Elvara's Pov

Kaelvian found me the next morning before Vaeron woke up, standing in the small kitchen of the guest suite with a cup of coffee I hadn't touched. He looked like he hadn't slept. Neither had I.

"I know it was Seralyth," he said, no greeting, no warning. "I have a photograph of her with you, the night you disappeared."

My hands tightened around the mug. Three years of silence, and here it was, cracking open whether I was ready or not.

"Then you already know," I said.

"I need to hear it from you."

I set the mug…