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Chapter 196

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ELIRA POV

"Another letter arrived this morning. That's the fourth one this fortnight, Kian. I believe our daughter has found herself a rather devoted correspondent."

I said it with warm, careful amusement, watching Lyra practically skip toward her study nook the moment Callum's usual post delivery included the now familiar western territory seal.

"Should I be concerned," Kian asked, though his tone carried more fond bemusement than genuine worry.

"I think you should be exactly as involved as an
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