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Wardwork

Author: Nyra Vale
last update publish date: 2026-08-26 20:20:35

Elara's POV

The ward-worker Kael sent arrived the next morning, an older man named Corin with ink-stained fingers and the particular unhurried calm of someone who'd spent decades doing careful, exacting work and had long since stopped letting other people's urgency change his pace.

He spent most of the day walking the perimeter of our house, murmuring things under his breath I couldn't quite catch, pressing his palm flat against the door frame in the exact spot where the lock had failed. When
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