Amelia POVThe paper was older than I expected.The edges had gone soft with handling, the kind of worn that happens when someone has folded and unfolded the same thing too many times in too many dark rooms. Sera smoothed it flat on the table with both hands, careful, like it might come apart if she wasn’t.I made myself look at it.The handwriting was small and precise, the letters slightly tilted to the left like the habit of someone who’d trained themselves to write quickly without being seen. A set of coordinates. A short string of what looked like reference numbers. And at the bottom, three words in a different ink, darker, written later:Don’t come alone.Zane read it over my shoulder. I felt him tense.“These coordinates,” he said. “That’s not Silverfang territory.”“No.” Sera refolded the paper along its original creases. “It’s Ashvale.”Of course it was.I sat back in my chair and let myself feel it for exactly three seconds, the vertigo, the absurdity, the low roar of someth
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