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Chapter 14 — The Hands That Mended

Autor: Tiffanie Campbell
last update Última actualización: 2025-11-08 12:01:28

Elira

Morning arrived like a hand on my hair, smoothing the stray pieces into place.

I woke warm, heavy-limbed, and briefly disoriented by the simple, radical fact that I had slept. Not drifted and startled and counted breaths until the sky went pale—slept. The door stood ajar the width of a coin, exactly as he’d left it. A ribbon of lamplight had burned there through the night and gone out at dawn. In its place came the day: the low murmur of voices, the thud of wood in the great hearth, the scent of bread and ash and something bright as sliced apple.

My wolf lifted her head, yawned, and tucked her nose back under her tail. No threat. Just the Keep breathing.

I dressed in the soft clothes Mirra had set by the fire last night and braided my damp hair back from my face. My body felt strangely foreign without the ache of vigilance pressing at the edges; lighter and sore in the way of muscles that had finally been allowed to unclench. When I stepped into the corridor, morning light ran a
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