When they moved away from the temple, the night was no longer only dark. It carried a decision inside it. The rain had stopped, but drops were still falling slowly from the leaves of the trees. Each drop landed over the silence like a small sign. The forest had taken them in again, yet this time the thing being hidden was not only their bodies. The second half of the prophecy had opened, the temple had seen them together, and the enemies had pulled back. After all of that, the silence no longer felt like emptiness, but like a rope drawn tight before a storm. Rowan felt it. Kael did too. Elara was not only feeling it, she was living inside it.
