The grief hit me hard. It wasn’t the old, dull ache I’d carried for fifteen years, the kind you learn to live with because it becomes part of you. This grief was sharp and burning; the pain of learning a story you trusted was a lie. The truth hurt, but it was also freeing. It hurt more because of the cruelty, but it was better because of the courage.He knew what I was......he must have known, or at least suspected it. In his final years, he made himself invisible to keep Aldric from noticing anything unusual about his daughter.“He was protecting me,” I said.“Yes.”“He thought if he made himself small enough, I’d be safe.” I laughed, but the sound was too short and too sharp. "That’s what my mother did, too. Different method, same math." I put my hand to my mouth. "All my life, I believed I was the problem, that I was the one who needed fixing. But maybe they were just..." I stopped.“Trying to keep you alive,” Kael said quietly. He watched me from across the fire, not in his usual
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