|| LILAC’S POV || The evening sun painted the wooden houses in golden light as I stood by the window, Aurora's warm weight nestled against my chest. She was getting heavier now, her tiny fingers curling around mine as she dozed. Outside, the forest swayed gently in the breeze, the trees whispering secrets I still couldn't remember. A week. A whole week since Alaric had left for the border. "Luna, dinner is ready," Mira called softly from the kitchen. "Thank you," I murmured, pressing a kiss to Aurora's downy head before settling her into her cradle. The smell of roasted vegetables and fresh bread filled the house— comforting, familiar in a way. I had just lifted my fork when the door burst open. Elizabeth stood there, chest heaving, her usually perfect braid coming undone. "You need to leave. Now." Before I could ask why, she grabbed my arm, yanking me to my feet. Mira didn't hesitate— she scooped up Aurora in one fluid motion, her eyes wide
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