“And if I refuse?” Elara asked, though she already knew the answer.
Now, Missax stepped closer and opened the box. Inside lay a ring—not gold or silver, but something darker, like petrified wood or bone. Set into it was a garnet that seemed to pulse with its own inner light. missax - do this for me
And Elara knew—she already had.
Elara stood in the center of the library, her hands clasped in front of her. She had been summoned, as she always was, by a single folded note slipped under her door: “Come. I have something for you. —Missax.” “And if I refuse