Darius POVThe corridor felt longer on the way back to the room.Aurelian was already asleep in my arms, his small weight familiar, grounding. His head rested against my shoulder, breath warm through the fabric of my coat, fingers curled loosely like he trusted the world would not dare touch him while he slept.Seraphine walked beside me.But she was awfully quiet.. Too quiet.Her steps seemed measured and it sounded soft against the stone floor, her presence was like a steady heat at my side, but her silence pressed harder than any argument she could have thrown at me. Which meant either she was thinking too hard or she was angry.. You see I had learned, painfully, that Seraphine’s quiet was never empty. It was loaded, thoughtful and dangerous.“You’re unusually silent tonight,” I finally spoke up, although my voice was low so I wouldn’t wake the child. “Are you sure you're alright?”She didn’t look at me at first. Her gaze stayed ahead, fixed on the torches that were lining the
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