A new, unspoken routine took hold, but Pyre was a constant, destabilizing force within it. He would consult with Thane directly at the dam site, treating him with the same professional respect he afforded Borin, discussing flow rates and sediment load as if Thane had not recently been outed as a mythical creature. He did this publicly, forcing the workers to see their interaction as normal.Out in the Outskirts, Thane’s hut was dark. He sat on the bare floor, back against the wall, listening to the sounds of the night. The bond was a live wire in his chest, screaming with Elira's turmoil—her fear, her guilt, her profound dislocation. He felt it all, a reflected agony that was his to bear.He had built the walls in his mind not to punish her, but to give her a chance to breathe. If she could feel the depth of his own desola
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