>>Aelin
"I think Tala was just testing me when he asked me if I wanted to stay there, probably to test my resolve." I quietly touched my wingpin that I had put back in my hair
"I see," He stared at my face, "So the symbol of the sun is now going to stay there?" He asked and I gently touched my forehead for a second, before bringing my hand down to him again.
I nodded.
The symbol will stay there now but it'll glow only when I'm using my power.
When my magic finally dimmed and the last of his wounds sealed shut, Draegon drew in a deep breath and slowly pushed himself upright.
He didn't speak at first. He just sat there, elbows resting on his knees, head bowed slightly as he listened to me recount everything—the spirit realm, Tala, Salem, Asha… every detail I could give him. I watched his expression shift with every turn of the story, his eyes darkening in some moments, softening in others.
