Lyra sneezed, a soft, unexpected sound that broke the hush of the study. She blinked, pressing the back of her hand to her nose, then sank deeper into the velvet cushions of the long couch. The scent of old books, firewood, and faint traces of lavender tea filled the room, lulling her into a fragile calm. The heart crackled softly in the corner, casting amber warmth against her pale skin and painting shifting shadows along the walls of lined shelves.Her gray-moon eyes drifted lazily toward the rows of leather-bound volumes as she murmured, half to herself,“Someone must be scolding me again.” The words fell from her lips like a sigh, light and wistful, as she tugged the wool blanket closer around her shoulders.The door opened with a creak, and Elias stepped in. His tall frame filled the doorway, a dark silhouette against the light from the corridor. His movements, though, carried an unusual restraint as if he was wary of shattering the fragile stillness of this haven.When his gaze
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