Morning came grey and heavy, as if the sky itself had not slept. The smoke from the night’s fire still lingered, thin threads that refused to fade. From the window of what was left of my chamber, I could see the workers clearing debris from the courtyard, carrying buckets of water, stacking blackened stone into neat piles. The palace was breathing again, but it breathed through pain.Cassian entered without knocking. His armor was polished but dented in places, a reminder that he had spent most of the night in the ashes with the others. He set a small bundle on my table, a handful of letters saved from the flames.“They found these in the west corridor,” he said. “Most of the others are gone.”I unwrapped the cloth. The letters were scorched around the edges, the ink blurred, but the seal on one of them was still clear, the serpent’s mark.“They were inside the palace,” I said quietly.Cassian nodded. “Too deep to be a courier’s mistake.”I ran my thumb over the seal. Aria’
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