Chapter 86: Fear of the Curse
Lyraeus’ POV:
The morning sun was beginning to rise, casting a soft glow across the room. Aria lay beside me, her breath steady and calm. I watched her for a moment, feeling a deep sense of peace. But beneath that peace, a shadow lurked—a feeling I couldn’t quite shake.
I sat up slowly, trying not to wake Aria. My body felt heavier than usual, a familiar weight pressing down on me. I knew this feeling all too well; the curse was stirring again. I had hoped it would remain dormant, but it seemed I was not to be granted such mercy.
As I moved to stand, the room spun around me. I grasped the edge of the bed for support, my vision blurring. My heart raced, and I could feel the curse tightening its grip, pulling me down into the darkness.
“Lyraeus?” Aria’s
