Aurela I got up and made my way back to my room, determined to defy whatever that was. I wasn’t completely recovered yet, but I forced myself to go about my normal duties. Anything to keep up appearances. No one looked at me strangely. No whispers, no stares, not even a sideways glance about my sudden awakening—or the fact that I’d been gone for a week. That could only mean one thing: someone had covered for me behind the scenes. I didn’t need to guess who that someone was. I slipped through the back corridors of the training hall, clutching a stack of linens I was taking to the laundry. A pair of trainees brushed past me, giggling. One shoved my shoulder without even looking. I staggered. “Sorry,” I muttered, stepping aside. The linens spilled to the floor. They didn’t help—of course. But behind me, a voice cut in—low and cool. “She apologized. You didn’t.” My breath hitched. It was him again. The girls stopped mid-laugh, eyes wide. Lucan stood at the corr
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