Steam still curled in the air as Leora ran a towel through her damp hair. The faint scent of lavender soap lingered around her. Her body ached pleasantly from training, but her mind—her mind was a storm she didn’t want to name.A knock interrupted her thoughts.“Come in,” she called softly, still facing the mirror.The door creaked open. Aunt Zaria stepped inside, her sharp eyes immediately scanning the room. “You took a bath? At this hour?” she asked, brows raised. “It’s almost evening, Leora.”Leora glanced at her reflection, then turned with a half-smile. “I went out for a bit of an exercise.”“Exercise?” Zaria repeated, suspicion lacing her tone. “Since when does my niece go for evening workouts?”Leora laughed lightly, tucking the towel over her shoulder. “Since today, apparently. I needed to clear my head.”Zaria stepped closer, her gaze softening as she took a seat on the edge of the bed. “You’ve been doing a lot of that lately… clearing your head.”Leora hesitated. “Maybe I ju
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