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Chapter 11
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2026-06-27 22:24:23Kael
I get my hour. And then, because Aria is watching for the catch and there isn't one, I get another.
She sits in the corner with her blade and her cold eyes and watches me teach my son the way a hawk watches a fire someone has lit too close to dry grass, ready to put it out the instant it spreads where it shouldn't. I don't mind.
I would let her watch me until the mountains wore down, if watching is the price of this: Rowan in the training yard
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