Chapter 107

Eliza's POV

“No, I will not allow my daughter to put herself in any more danger.” My father came stomping down the path, and I looked up in surprise. The fury etched on his face was unmistakable, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.

His voice held a weight that silenced everyone around us. I felt a mix of confusion and frustration swirl within me, a battle between my desire to heed his protective instincts and the urgent calling of destiny. “Father, this isn’t just about me anymore. Yelda won’t wait for me to be ready. We can’t afford to be passive.”

He shook his head, his brow furrowed like a thundercloud. “You don’t understand, Eliza. Training requires more than just a will to fight. It demands discipline, patience, and above all—safety. I won’t risk losing you.”

My heart raced at his protective words. I understood his intentions, but it felt suffocating, even as I recognized the love behind them. Yet I couldn’t ignore the gnawing sensa