Hours later, after the chaos had settled into grim determination, I found Isabella sitting quietly in her bedroom, surrounded by her stuffed wolves arranged in a perfect circle around her. The sight broke my heart—my little girl creating her own protective pack in the only way she knew how."Hey, sweetheart," I said softly, knocking on the open door.She looked up, her eyes—so like Silvano's—wide and solemn. "Is Daddy all better now?""Yes," I answered, entering to sit beside her on the bed. "The medicine worked. His curse is gone.""And Miss Aurora?"I hesitated, unsure how to explain death and dark magic to a five-year-old. "She... had to go away. Forever."Isabella nodded, accepting this with unsettling calmness. "I know. I saw it in my dream."A chill ran down my spine, Aurora's final words echoing in my mind. The next seer."What else do you see in your dreams, Izzy?" I asked carefully.She shrugged, picking at the ear of her favorite wolf plushie. "Lots of things. Sometimes they
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