Evelina took a deep breath and tried to calm down, gripping the dragon pearl tightly in her hand. A soft light was coming from it, matching the rhythm of her heart.
She could clearly see the memory in her mind—the face of a man she recognized but didn't expect to see. His image lingered in her thoughts, unsettling her.
Relia's voice cut through her thoughts. "The pearl… it's amplifying your powers," her wolf murmured curiously. "You're seeing things more clearly now, aren't you?"
Evelina gave a slight nod as she pondered. Something told her he wasn't the mastermind or the one behind the poisoning. Someone must have put him up to plant the vial in her room. But who?
Evelina frowned, her grip tightening on the pearl as she exhaled sharply. "Why now?"
Relia hummed thoughtfully. "The pearl responds to intent. It's connected to your emotions, your focus. And you've been consumed with figuring out the truth about Damian's poisoning."
