Alora POV
I can feel her. I can sense the breaking of this cursed spell.
How is it possible that she remains alive? I hissed in my mind.
Amber had everything that she could possibly desire. Despite being the one who discovered the egg, it was my weakling sister, not me, who received the soul of the so-called dragon, a giant lizard.
Amber was insignificant. Her presence was a constant shadow, clinging to my every move like a stray leaf caught in a gust of wind.
Our parents, the king and queen, would often marvel at our seemingly inseparable bond, believing that we were joined at the hip. But in truth, my weak little sister was nothing more than a nuisance, always trailing behind me like a lost puppy.
Physically, the burden of her constant presence was evident. I could feel the wei
