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A House That Was Not a Cage

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Luke did not put her in the tower rooms.

That was the first thing Lily noticed.

War heroes, kings, and powerful men usually put political “gifts” somewhere high. Somewhere locked. Somewhere decorative.

Instead, Luke led her through a quiet stone hallway toward a wing that looked… lived in.

Windows.

Firelight.

Books stacked in uneven piles.

A place where someone actually existed, not ruled.

“You’ll stay here,” he said, pushing open a heavy wooden door.

The room inside was simpl
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  • Lily's realm    A House That Was Not a Cage

    Luke did not put her in the tower rooms. That was the first thing Lily noticed. War heroes, kings, and powerful men usually put political “gifts” somewhere high. Somewhere locked. Somewhere decorative. Instead, Luke led her through a quiet stone hallway toward a wing that looked… lived in. Windows. Firelight. Books stacked in uneven piles. A place where someone actually existed, not ruled. “You’ll stay here,” he said, pushing open a heavy wooden door. The room inside was simple but warm. Large bed. Thick blankets. Writing desk near a window. A small fireplace already lit. No guards inside. No locks on the inside of the door. Lily noticed that immediately. “You can lock it if you want,” Luke said, nodding toward the door. “From your side.” She blinked. People didn’t usually give her choices. “Why?” she asked. “Because you’re not a prisoner,” he said. “That’s not what the council thinks.” “I don’t care what the council thinks.” The words were quie

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    They took the baby at dawn.No ceremony.No warning.Just armored hands and cold orders spoken in voices that refused to shake.Lily didn’t scream.That was what scared Luna most.Lily just held him tighter when they tried to lift him from her arms.Not violent.Not desperate.Just… refusing.Like stone refusing to move.“You can’t take him,” Lily said quietly.The captain wouldn’t meet her eyes.“I have orders.”“From him?” Luna demanded.The captain said nothing.Which was answer enough.The baby cried when they pulled him away.Sharp.Confused.Looking for her.That sound would live inside Lily forever.Luna drew her blade.Half the soldiers raised theirs instantly.“Try it,” Luna said, voice shaking with rage.“Luna,” Lily said softly.Luna didn’t look at her.“They will kill you,” Lily continued.“I don’t care.”“I do.”That broke something.Luna lowered the blade.But she never looked away from the soldiers as they carried the child outside.The door closed.And Lily finally fel

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