Vireya's POV After a long bath, I collapsed into sleep. When I finally awoke, the world had descended into darkness. Only the moonlight remained, casting a pale silver sheen over the earth.My body felt frail, my limbs aching with exhaustion, but I needed to speak with Zevarion.With trembling hands, I slipped into a simple gown. I reached for the small oil lamp beside my bed and cradled it carefully, shielding its fragile flame as I crept out of the castle. Outside, I lit the lamp fully, its glow flickering against the restless shadows. Then I hurried into the woods, where the darkness grew deeper.The only sounds were the distant, mournful howls of wolves and the brittle crunch of dead leaves beneath my feet. I could hear the rhythm of my own breath.Paranoia gripped me like claws. I kept imagining footsteps behind me. Every few steps, I would stop, hold my breath and turn. But there was nothing. When I finally reached where we always met, I let out a shaky breath. Relief surged
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