Chapter 56 – The Weight of Being Alone
Liora's POV
By the time the fortress grew quiet again, I understood something I hadn't allowed myself to name before.
None of this had anything to do with jealousy.
Not Isolade. Not Ivy. Not even the way the elders spoke about me like I was something that could be discussed, weighed, and decided on.
It was never personal. It was power.
I sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, my hands resting loosely in my lap, listening to the distant movement outside my door. The tension hadn't disappeared with nightfall. If anything, it had settled deeper into the walls, into the way people walked, into the way doors opened and closed more carefully than before.
Everything felt measured now and for the first time, I wasn't just caught in it. I was part of what they were calculating around. That realization didn't hurt the way I expected it to. It didn't come with panic or fear. It came with something quieter, something colder.
Understanding.
