_Kael's POV_
The air in Morana's cabin felt even heavier than before. It was thick with smoke, herbs, and something I couldn't name. The flames in the candles flickered wildly. They were casting long and sharp shadows across the wooden floor. I stared at her, waiting, my pulse hammering in my throat.
"He is the one," Morana repeated, her voice brittle.
I stepped closer. My fists were clenched at my sides. "Who? Who is the one?"
Her eyes slowly lifted to mine. There was a deep fear in them. A memory that clearly haunted her. "Fenric," she whispered. "He is the one who tried to kill me."
Valric growled low inside me. "She should've told us this before."
"Why?" I asked. My voice was hoarse. I felt like something was closing around my chest. "Why would he try to kill you?"
Morana moved
