Elysia was ready to refute, but Shannon shifted her attention to her.
"You scorned your own flesh and blood, so why bother bringing me back at all? You brought me home only to mistreat and neglect me. So, don't insult me now with talk of family."
She enunciated, "In my eyes, there is only cause and consequence. Whatever debt I've incurred, I'll repay it in full. That, to me, is fairness."
Elysia and Fenric were at a loss for words, while Solvanna insisted on chiming in. "Serelith, that's the wrong way of thinking. You—"
"Silence."
Solvanna's expression cracked. This was the second time this brat had told her to shut up! What gave her the right? She wouldn't stay silent—that was for sure!
Solvanna had been raised on praise and pampering. Even though she had softened her behavior since Serelith's return, her true nature hadn't changed.
She still had a temper, and right now, it was ready to flare.
However, Shannon had no patience for her theatrics either. She already knew what words would come spilling from her and had no interest in hearing them.
With a flick of her hand, she cast a silencing talisman straight toward her.
The talisman struck with precision but unexpectedly shattered against a force buried deep within Solvanna's body, something hidden and powerful.
The backlash of colliding energy sparked visibly, and even though the spell had been broken, the impact stung.
Her face flinched, a sharp breath catching as she turned instinctively, as though something had pricked her cheek.
To everyone present, what they saw was Shannon raising her hand ever so slightly, then Solvanna's head snapped to the side as if she had been slapped by an invisible force.
Given what Shannon had already demonstrated, there was only one conclusion for those who knew the truth. Serelith had struck Solvanna from across the room without laying a finger on her.
However, what was even more shocking than the slap itself was what it implied—the power she wielded.
In that instant, a flicker of grudge crept into Solvanna's heart, quiet but sharp, aimed at both Elysia and Fenric.
Elysia and Fenric, realizing what had just occurred, abandoned all further dispute with Shannon. They turned in haste, gathering their servants and rushing off without another word.
Shannon, for her part, paid them no further mind.
Her thoughts were consumed by what she had just sensed—that fleeting surge of energy that had burst from within Solvanna, shielding her from the silencing talisman.
It reminded her of what she had once encountered in Cecily and Ziva, yet it felt… vastly different.
Brief though it was, Shannon had vividly felt the power that stirred within Solvanna. It was the power of phoenix.
…
Impatience stirred within Shannon's heart. What was wrong with the phoenix in this timeline? Why would the phoenix bond with such a degenerate?
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