⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ The door opened at dawn, bringing in the cool morning air. A female rogue stepped into the room, holding a covered woven basket. She walked over and offered it to me. “Veyr wants you to have this,” she said. “Thank you,” I replied, taking the basket from her hands. When I lifted the cloth lid, the mouthwatering scent of baked bread and dried meat hit my nose, making my empty stomach growl loudly. I noticed she hadn't closed the door behind her on her way out. The exit was clear. He was truly keeping his promise and granting me my freedom. Still, a strange flicker of unease settled in my chest. I couldn't shake the memory of the shadow standing outside my window late last night. Had I just imagined it in my exhausted state? Deciding not to dwell on it, I ate half of the food to build up my strength, carefully packing the rest away for the long journey ahead to Mason's territory. Gathering my courage, I stepped out of the room and into the ope
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