We did as instructed. Kael's hand covered mine, both of us connected to the life growing within.
Elena began chanting in the old language, words I didn't understand but could feel the power of. The air in the room grew heavy, charged with magic that made my skin tingle.
The circle began to glow, soft silver light that grew brighter as Elena's chanting intensified. I felt the magic gathering, concentrating, preparing to flow into me and the baby.
"Don't fight it," Elena warned. "Accept the magic willingly, just like you did with the binding transfer. The child will follow your lead."
The magic struck like lightning, pouring through me and seeking the spark of cursed life in my womb. I gasped at the intensity but didn't pull away. Beside me, Kael's hand tightened, helping anchor me.
