KAEL'S POV Three days on the road to the capital, should've been a grim journey, I expected more deaths. More suffering.It wasn't like that.The first village we passed through had fields. I remembered them from months ago. Barren then. Brown. Dead.Now green shoots pushed through the soil. Small. Fragile. But alive.Farmers worked the land. Smiling. Actually smiling while they planted."Look at that," Elara said. Wonder in her voice."The land's healing," Ronan observed. "Stage three is starting already."The second village was louder. Children playing in the streets. Running. Laughing. A sound I hadn't heard in too long.An older woman sat outside her house. Knitting. Humming."Excuse me," I called to her. "How long have the children been playing again?"She looked up. Face wrinkled but eyes bright. "Week maybe? Fever broke. They got strong enough to run around." Smiled. "Thank the gods. Thought we'd lost them all.""The gods," I repeated. "Right."Moved on. More villages. More si
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