Chapter 108

Chapter 108 Callista The silence that followed our victory felt heavier than the chaos we'd just escaped. Not oppressive—more like the profound quiet after a storm, when the world holds its breath before remembering how to move forward. My arrows hung loose in my quiver, their temporal enchantments finally stable after hours of existing in multiple timelines simultaneously. I watched Kaelos sheathe his sword with movements that seemed both weary and reverent. The star-blessed blade looked ordinary now, its silver surface reflecting nothing more than afternoon sunlight, but I'd seen what it had become in that final moment. I'd witnessed the impossible communion between mortal love and cosmic transformation, and part of me still trembled from the beauty of it. "The horses," Ruvan said quietly, his voice hoarse from maintaining reality against forces that shouldn't exist. "They're still where we left them, two valleys over. Assuming they haven't decided they're actually griffins or someth