The night was colder than Lia had anticipated.The rebel camp was built into the edge of a ravine, surrounded by thick trees and sharp rocks that offered some measure of protection from prying eyes. Fires burned in scattered circles, their flickering light casting long shadows on the worn faces of the rebels. They moved like ghosts—silent, cautious, and hardened by the battles they had fought.Lia and Cassian were led to a small tent near the center of the camp, where a fire crackled in a stone pit, its warmth inviting. Lia felt the weight of the journey in her bones, but there was no time to rest. She sat across from Cassian, both of them silent, unsure of how to proceed. There was tension in the air, and it had nothing to do with the cold.The silver-haired woman, who had introduced herself as Rhea, had agreed to allow them to stay for the night, but there was little kindness in her eyes. She had spoken in a quiet, measured tone when she led them to the tent, and even now, L
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