Aurora opened her eyes in the middle of the night. Her body was drenched in sweat, her breathing ragged, as if she had run miles in her sleep. Her skin burned, but not from fever—from something she couldn't name. She threw the covers aside and sat on the edge of the bed, her hands on her knees, trying to calm down.It didn't help. Her chest burned. Her throat scratched. His name still throbbed in the back of her memory, mixed with the scene she should never have seen.“Thales.”Aurora swallowed hard, shame running down her spine. The heat descended to her womb, pulsing between her legs, but at the same time it hurt, like an open wound.She jumped up. She needed to breathe. She needed to... erase that.She left the room silently, crossing empty corridors. The guards slept with their eyes open, the torches burning low. Aurora walked quickly, barefoot against the cold stone, until she reached the training ground. The place was deserted, enveloped in a silence that made the wind a distant
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