"Then show me," Adeline urged, stepping forward and extending her hand.
Ivano gently shook his head. "That will not be necessary. I have already seen who you truly are."
Adeline frowned in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"You are no ordinary omega, Adeline," Ivano explained. "You carry the blood of the Lunaris line. It was a sacred lineage believed to have vanished long ago. You are the last surviving descendant, bound by birth to fulfill a great prophecy."
Gideon stared at the archmage, the coil of suspicion in his chest loosening into disbelief. Neither he nor Adeline had ever mentioned her true bloodline to Ivano. The archmage was peering into truths hidden from even the most powerful priestesses.
"What prophecy?" Adeline asked, her voice barely a whisper.
