The next morning, Arwen sent a message through Rowan.She wrote it on a torn corner of her notepad, folded it once, and handed it to him when he brought her breakfast.“Give that to Caelum,” she said. “Please.”Rowan looked at the folded paper. Then at her. And he took it without a word and left.She waited while she ate her breakfast.His reply came back through Rowan forty minutes later. Also in a note.One hour. My office.She looked at it for a moment. Then she picked up her notepad, reviewed everything she’d written over the last two days, and started preparing.The office felt different with Rowan walking her to it.Caelum was behind the desk when she came in. He had his jacket on, the formal version, which told her he’d made a decision about how this meeting was going to go before she’d walked through the door. He gestured at the chair across from him without standing.“You said you wanted to discuss terms,” he said. “I’m here.”“Thank you for seeing me.”“I’m expecting a settl
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