I don’t trust him.The thought settles deep and steady, not loud, not frantic. Just true.Lucian watches me like he already knows that. Like he expects it.“You’re thinking too loudly,” he says.I cross my arms. “Then stop listening.”A corner of his mouth lifts. “If I could, I would.”I don’t look away. “You said there was another secret.”“Yes.”“And you waited.”“Yes again.”“Why?” I demand.“Because timing matters,” Lucian replies. “And you weren’t ready to hear it.”Anger sparks. “You don’t get to decide when I’m ready.”He steps closer, not invading, not retreating. “If I told you everything at once, it would have broken you.”“I don’t break,” I say sharply.His gaze sharpens too. “That’s why you survived.”I exhale. Slow. Controlled.“Say what you came to say,” I tell him.Lucian nods. “I want to train you.”I laugh, sharp and humorless. “Train me like a weapon?”“Like a leader,” he corrects.“I didn’t ask for this power.”“No,” he says. “But it asked for you.”I shake my head.
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