Samantha POVThe first thing Silas did was smile.Not with lips—those barely moved—but with the space around him. The Sanctuary recoiled, light tightening like a held breath. Absence pressed against my skin, cold and intimate, the way grief does when it remembers your name.“Oh,” Silas said softly. “You changed the equation.”Lucien didn’t move. He stood where the breach had opened, sword raised, light compressed tight along the blade’s spine. To Silas, he must have looked perfect—King-shaped. Familiar. Vulnerable in all the ways legends are.That was the point.I felt the bond hum, strained but stable. Lucien was loud inside me—controlled fury wrapped around an iron calm—but beneath it I felt something else. Pain. Real pain. He was holding the decoy together with will and blood and a refusal that tasted like love.Three seconds, I sent through the bond. Then I move.Make it two, he replied. He’s adapting.Of course he was.Silas tilted his head. “Fascinating,” he murmured. “You colla
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