{"The soft bonds of love are indifferent to life and death."}
I let my mind settle deeper into the bond, feeling it stretch and strengthen with every passing moment. The connection between Kayne, Gale, and now, even Tor, was becoming clearer and more tangible. Tor's voice sliced through the bond, cutting through the layers of power and tension that surrounded me, clear as crystal, as if he were right next to me. The warmth of his concern washed over me like sunlight breaking through clouds.
Frery? His voice was steady but edged with worry. Are you alright?
I couldn't help the small, relieved smile that tugged at my lips. The voice I'd come to rely on, even in the hardest moments, was here now, inside my mind. It made everything feel a little less heavy.
"I'm okay," I responded, my voice quiet, almost a whisper. "I'm in the secret garden chambers in the Kayne land."
