The citadel’s infirmary glowed with soft amber light, lanterns flickering against stone walls etched with healing runes. Outside, the pack moved in uneasy silence, patching wounds, burying the fallen, whispering of Selene’s return like a nightmare they had all hoped to forget. The world seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the next shudder of war.Inside the main chamber, Aria lay beneath thick blankets, her skin pale against the pillows. Her breathing was steadier now, no longer the shallow gasps she had fought through on the battlefield, but she remained frighteningly still. A bowl of crushed moon-herbs steamed beside her, and healers moved around quietly, speaking in hushed tones as though any sound might shake her fragile recovery.Kaelen had not left her side.He sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, head bowed low. His hair fell over his eyes in dark, tangled strands, his knuckles white from how tightly he clasped his hands together. He looked like a warrior carved
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