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Chapter 47 – When the Fire Isn’t Enough

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Elira

Dinner was quiet.

Not uncomfortable—just careful. Like we were both aware that saying the wrong thing might crack something fragile we didn’t yet understand.

I set the pot back onto the hearth and ladled out what little warmth the vegetables had left to give. Roots, greens, herbs. Plain. Simple. Enough.

Ronan took the bowl without comment.

“Sorry,” I said. “It’s not much.”

“It’s food,” he replied easily. “That’s more than enough.”

I nodded and ate anyway, even though my appetite hadn’t fully returned. The cabin felt different tonight—still, but not settled. The fire popped low, struggling more than it should have.

I rubbed my hands together absently.

Cold crept in slow and insidious, sliding under my skin instead of biting it outright. Not the sharp kind of winter chill—this felt heavier. Deeper.

I glanced toward the hearth.

The flames were shrinking.

“That’s odd,” I murmured. “I just fed it.”

Ronan followed my gaze. His expression tightened.

“You’re cold,” he said.

It wasn’t a
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