Lyra felt a pang of frustration and helplessness. Rylan was stonewalling her, refusing to give her the answers she so desperately sought. But it wasn't just about her anymore—it was about something much larger, something she couldn't quite grasp but knew was vital.
She needed to understand, to uncover the truth, even if it meant pushing Rylan further than she had ever dared.
"I brought you here because I felt you were scared and uncomfortable," Rylan continued, his voice taking on a softer, more soothing tone.
"And now you seek that which is high above you."His words were gentle, but there was an underlying firmness to them, a subtle warning that she was treading on dangerous ground.
The way he spoke reminded her of Lorcan—calm, measured, but with an edge of authority that brooked no argument. The comparison sent a jolt through her, and she realized just how similar the two of them were in certain ways.
