CHAPTER 72 Lucian stood by the windows, arms folded tightly, jaw clenched in a way that warned not to approach him yet.Dorian, however, turned toward Elias, who had dropped into the nearest armchair with a long exhale.“So,” Dorian said carefully, “do you… remember it? When you expelled Tzareth?”Elias blinked up at him, eyes wide. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.”Lucian turned his head slightly at that, listening now.“You do?” Dorian moved closer, crouching beside Elias. “What did it feel like?”Elias looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers slowly, as if still trying to feel the magic under his skin. “Like… like I wasn’t fully in control. My body moved, my voice sounded different. But I remember everything. It was like watching from behind glass, like I was submerged but still there.”“You were glowing,” Dorian said. “And that language—none of us could understand it.”“I couldn’t either,” Elias admitted. “But when I spoke it… it just came out. Like something ancient inside me took over a
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