Chapter 61: The Truth of Eclipse
The room stayed silent long after Helios vanished. The shadows that swallowed him seemed to linger — as if they’d left a wound in the very air. No one moved, no one spoke. We just stood there, broken, waiting for someone to say something that could make sense of the impossible.
It never came.
Finally, Santina was the first to speak, her voice trembling with disbelief. “So it was never about the war. It was never about the Alliance or the Dark Lord. It was always us… always you.” Her gaze shifted to me, not accusing but searching — as if she, too, was questioning whether I had been part of the design all along.
“I didn’t know,” I whispered. It was the truth, but it sounded weak. Fragile. “I didn’t know any of this.”
Aragona’s voice, usually unshakable,
