Aurelia POVBy the time Father finished reading the last of the reports I had brought from the northern camp, the afternoon sunlight had shifted across the windows of his study, leaving the room considerably darker than when we first arrived. Mother sat beside me, occasionally asking questions about the villages we had visited, while Lyra helped arrange the documents in the order we had collected them. What had begun as an account of Thomas's disappearance had gradually become a discussion about the safety of the northern territories, and I could see that Father was growing increasingly concerned.He had listened carefully as I explained what Martin and Jory had told us, particularly the descriptions of women being held in tents and transported along abandoned roads. I had also shown him the locations where we had discovered the damaged wagon and the old hunting shelter, along with the approximate position of the camp that Fenrir, Rowan, Elias, and several guards had departed to inves
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