Elena

The Son She Must Choose

A city is dying and every soul in it has forty-eight hours before despair becomes permanent — and somehow, impossibly, the cure runs through you. A man named Elias Vael appeared at your door at midnight, golden-eyed and bleeding, with a sealed letter that bore your name in handwriting older than any living language. He said only one thing before the cathedral doors slammed shut behind you both: the world was loved enough to send him here, and now the choice is yours alone.