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The Captain I Blame For My Brother’s death, Hides his Jersey 83
CHAPTER 83For a long moment the chamber did not breathe. Two hundred people sat frozen on their benches like a painting of surprise, and the only movement in the entire hall was Henrique himself, standing in the open aisle with his arms hanging loose at his sides and the light from the tall windows falling across his gray, tired face."Alpha Cabral," the presiding elder ventured at last, and her stern voice had lost some of its iron. "The council requires an explanation for the record. A withdrawal of this kind, so soon after the first, is without precedent.""I understand, Elder, and I will give one." Henrique inclined his head toward her, then turned slowly to face the benches, until his eyes passed across every watching face and settled, finally, on me. "I came here today believing that I was fighting for my daughter. That belief was a lie I told myself, and I would like to retract it."A ripple of astonishment moved through the room. Beside me, Tiago went rigid, and I felt his fi
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CHAPTER 82The chamber swallowed us whole. It was a long, vaulted hall of pale stone and dark timber, lit by tall windows that threw cold stripes of morning across a floor worn smooth by centuries of nervous feet. Benches rose in tiers along both walls, already crowded with watching faces, and at the far end a raised dais held a long curved table where twelve councilors sat in a row like a jury painted by someone with a grudge."Twelve," I whispered, sinking onto the front bench beside Tiago. "Twelve opinions about my entire family tree.""Thirteen," Isadora corrected, lowering herself on my other side with the economy of a woman who had survived many of these mornings. "The presiding elder counts twice. Do not look at the one on the end. He is eating a mint and he wants you to notice.""Why does he want me to notice?""It is a technique. He believes it makes him look unbothered. It actually makes him look like a man with a sore throat." She patted my knee briskly. "Be brief, Camila.
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CHAPTER 81I woke an hour before dawn with my heart already running, as though my body had been sprinting through the night without consulting the rest of me. The farmhouse was silent. Gray light pressed against the window, and the first birds were testing their voices in the garden with the careless optimism of creatures who had no council hearing to attend.I sat up, pulled my statement from beneath the pillow where I had hidden it like a teenager with a diary, and began to read it aloud to the dark."My name is Camila Serrano, and I am here to decline a claim," I whispered to the wall. "That sounds rude. Let me try it again. I am here to decline a claim, with respect. That sounds like a waiter.""It sounds like a person trying very hard not to sound like either," answered a voice from the doorway, and I yelped loudly enough to scare a bird off the sill.Lucía stood there in pajama pants and one of Cam's enormous sweaters, holding two mugs and a hairbrush, her curls gathered into a
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By the time I woke the following morning, Cam had covered one entire kitchen wall with colored sticky notes arranged in a grid, and across the top, in thick black marker, he had written the words WEEK OF DOOM."One week," he announced, circling the grid with a pointer he had apparently borrowed from somewhere. "Seven days, forty two preparation sessions, and one council that wants to take your mate and your title in the same afternoon. Yellow is legal precedent. Green is testimony. Blue is sleep.""There is only one blue note," I observed."It is a very aggressive week.""Which day is the blue note?""It is a rumor," Cam admitted. "I put it up for morale.""Where does panic go?""Panic is unscheduled," Cam replied, with great dignity. "It floats."The farmhouse shifted that morning into a different, more frantic register, as though someone had pressed a hand against the clock and pushed it forward. Papers multiplied on every flat surface. Lucía arrived with three bags of pastries and
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CHAPTER 79The next morning Diego Osório looked like a man who had finally slept, which was somehow worse, because it meant the sleeplessness of the day before had been the easier version of him to hate. He sat in the same sterile office with the same untouched pitcher of water, and this time he had brought his own cup."I did not know whether you would come," he confessed, wrapping both hands around it as though the paper might stop his fingers from shaking. "After yesterday, after the agreement. I would have understood if you simply let the lawyers finish this.""My brother is not a clause in a contract, Mr. Osório," I answered, taking the chair opposite him. "If you have something to tell me about that night, I would like to hear it with my own ears.""Then I will tell it plainly, and you may stop me whenever you wish." He drew a slow breath, and I noticed that my lawyer had positioned her pen above the paper without writing a single word, which was her way of showing respect. "It
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I walked into the farmhouse kitchen that evening to find the entire household arranged around the table like a jury, and from the way nobody quite met my eyes, I understood that Cam had already summarized my day in the least flattering terms available."Before anyone says anything," I announced, dropping my bag onto a chair, "I am fine, nobody threatened me, and no fruit was involved.""I was prepared to come through that wall," Cam informed me, wounded. "I had a speech ready. I had a plan for the stairwell.""You had a newspaper upside down.""That was a tactical decision."Tiago stood and crossed the room in three strides, studying my face for damage the way he always did, as though I might have left a limb somewhere between the car and the table. "Tell me everything," he urged quietly. "Do not soften it.""On a scale from one to Cam's pineapple, how afraid were you?" I teased, trying to ease the tension in his shoulders."I stopped counting around the second hour," he admitted. "I
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