Chapter 105

Eliza's POV

The weight of their words pressed down on me like a heavy shroud, confusion and betrayal swirling within my mind like a tempest. “So Yelda really was just using me?” I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper, feeling the enormity of that realization settle around us like the impending storm brewing outside.

Suddenly, a cold chill swept through the room, making the candles flicker as if a draft had burst in from an unseen passage. My heart raced, recalling how Yelda had fed off my power. How long had that been happening? The gnawing anxiety twisted in my stomach, and I clenched my fists—not from anger, but from a profound fear of my own abilities and the harrowing realization that someone like Yelda could exploit them.

“She was manipulating you, Princess Eliza,” Rylan said, his voice steady amidst the chaos of emotions swirling within me. “Crafting a façade that made you vulnerable. We recognized it just in time.”

“What did you do?” I