Magic, Mayhem, and My Misplaced Soulmate

Previously

…Beneath the sanctuary, the nexus chamber pulsed with renewed energy. Lyra’s disruption had sent a powerful resonance through the earth, a wave that vibrated through the Heartstone. Maeve’s eyes, wide with anticipation, met Elara’s. “She’s done it,” Maeve breathed. “She’s created the opening.” Elara, drawing strength from Lyra’s courage, from the profound knowledge of their shared purpose, placed her hands on the cool, smooth surface of the Heartstone. This was their only chance. The fate of their kingdoms, perhaps the world, rested on this moment. “For Lyra,” she whispered, her voice filled with a love that transcended kingdoms and prophecies. “For balance.”