That day, I hadn’t been allowed to leave the mine. Not to go to work, not to return to the manor to check on Kiara, not even to hunt or retreat into my thoughts in solitude. The atmosphere turned tense and strange. Lothair’s mate Sibyelle was dead, and their daughter, who was yet to be named, was clearly suffering in the dark, damp atmosphere of the mine.All I’d been allowed to do was take a shower come nightfall. With my hair still wet, I made my way through the tunnels and into the room where I usually found my father working, only this time, my father sat at the table, papers scattered in the disinterest of work, with the infant in his arms. My skin prickled at the sight of the little girl, thin-limbed, pale, and finally quiet, swaddled in a grey microfiber blanket without clothes. My father’s downcast stare instantly ignited accusations in the vein of his adoption of Billie. I wanted to take the little girl from him and hide her far away from his lecherous intentions.“Has Lothai
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