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Chapter 34 — Whispers of the Past (Serenya’s POV)

The morning had settled into a slow rhythm, the manor quiet except for the occasional whisper of wind through the ivy and the soft hiss of the fire. I found myself lingering by the hearth, tracing the faint patterns of warmth across the wooden floorboards, and watching Caspian move with that same careful deliberation that had drawn me in yesterday. There was a patience to him, a quiet command that seemed to exist even in this secluded corner of the world. And, though I tried to ignore it, it made my pulse quicken in ways I had not felt in a long time.

I caught him glancing at me from the corner of his eye, and I realized that something had shifted overnight. There was less restraint now, a subtle tension in his shoulders, as if he were weighing the distance between us. It reminded me painfully of those stolen moments at the palace — moments that had been both tantalizing and forbidden, where every glance, every touch, was laced with da
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