Jacob *The walk back to the manor was quiet in a way that felt heavy rather than peaceful. The path through the grove curved between tall trees whose leaves whispered softly overhead, but neither Krista nor I spoke for several minutes after leaving Elder Lenore behind. The seer’s words lingered between us like smoke that refused to clear.Krista had folded her arms around herself tightly, her fingers curled into the fabric at her elbows as if she was trying to hold herself together. She kept her gaze fixed ahead, her expression unreadable, but I could see tension in the set of her shoulders and the rigid line of her mouth. I understood it well enough.Lenore had practically suggested we resume behaving like mates after years apart and after all the damage I had caused. Even for me, the idea had been jarring. For Krista, it had to feel unbearable.After another stretch of silence, I finally said, “We do not need to do anything yet.”She did not look at me, but I saw her brows pull to
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