SeraphinaI wake before dawn.Not because of fear.Not because of noise.But because something inside me is humming.It feels like a thread pulled tight between my ribs, tugging gently but insistently toward the forest.I lie still for a moment, staring at the ceiling of my chamber, listening to the faint roar of the sea beyond the cliffs. The castle is quiet. Even the guards change shifts softly at this hour.Cosmic is curled at my feet, one eye cracking open when I shift.“I’ll be back,” I whisper.She flicks her tail but doesn’t move.I dress quickly — fitted trousers, boots, dark shirt — nothing elaborate, nothing that draws attention. I braid my hair loosely over one shoulder and slip out before the sun fully crests the horizon.The air is crisp and clean as I cross the inner courtyard. Emberhold looks different in the early light. Softer. Less imposing. The cliffs glow faint gold where the sun touches them first.I move along the outer paths, slipping easily into shadow when nec
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