The forest had swallowed us whole.For three days, Amaya and I had moved through the trees like shadows, bruised and starving, every step a battle against the ache in our bones. The fire that had gutted the hall was long behind us, but the scent of smoke still clung to my hair, my skin, my memories. I could feel it every time I closed my eyes.We hadn't stopped long enough to rest properly. Sleep came in fits, stolen in hollows and shallow caves, broken by the crack of branches or the distant cry of wolves. Hunger gnawed at us, but worse than that was the silence, Ciro's silence. That empty place where my bond had once burned was a wound that no amount of running could heal.By the third day, my legs moved on will alone. My body screamed to give up, but Amaya was relentless. She pulled me forward with the same iron grip she'd had that night, refusing to let me collapse into the dirt."Jas," she whispered as we trudged along a narrow path littered with pine needles. Her voice was hoars
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