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The night refused to end.
The candles had burned themselves to ghosts, their wax spilling down the table like melted bones. Every corridor in the ThorenVald estate still smelled faintly of ash and antiseptic. Outside, dawn was trying to rise—soft and pale—but inside these walls, light didn’t feel welcome.
Nick still lay in the healer wing, breathing in a shallow, stubborn rhythm. Zephyy hadn’t moved from his bedside all night, tail flicking every ...
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