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What Grows in Silence

作者: Didi's Pen
last update publish date: 2026-06-30 14:22:03

Lyra's POV

The morning after Gareth walked in with that satchel, Blackthorne moved forward the way it always did.

I let it.

There were things on my table by breakfast. A note from one of the outer families about a border predator that had taken two of their goats. A question from the eastern quarters about a disagreement over shared storage space going into winter. A request from a packmate I had never spoken to, asking if someone could check whether the winter store allocation was being distri
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    Lyra's POVThey came through the main gate at mid-morning.Four riders, Ronan, two personal guards, and a woman I didn't recognize. They rode without palace markings, without official colors, the way people rode when they didn't want to announce what they were.Kael and I were already at the gate when they arrived. I had stood beside him at this gate for enough arrivals now that it no longer required thought; this was simply where I stood.Ronan dismounted first.The last time I had been in the same space as Ronan was the dinner where Kael's hand had covered mine on the table. Ronan had looked at me across that table and understood something, and I had watched him understand it, and neither of us had said anything about what had been understood.That felt like a long time ago.He looked at me now, and I looked at him, and what passed between us was not the complicated wreckage I would have predicted six months ago. It was something quieter. The recognition of two people who had known

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