“Three days,” she said.
Arin’s gaze swept past Korvin and landed on Ember. “The gadis will make it.” “Three days,” she said
“He vanished,” Ember said. “And this forge is the last place he touched. I stay because I am still waiting for him to come back and tell me I did it right.” ” Ember repeated
“Three days,” Ember repeated, meeting the prince’s gaze. “Three days,” she said
On the third night, as the blade took its final shape—slender, dark, with a single groove like a tear track—she felt a presence behind her.