Kaia's POVRhea's cottage smelled like dried herbs and old books and something underneath both of those that I'd never found a name for. Something warm and green and very old, like the first week of spring when the ground is remembering what it is after a long winter. I'd been coming here since I was a child and I'd stopped trying to name the smell years ago. Some things you just let be what they are.She opened the door before we knocked.She looked at me the way she always looked at things she was assessing, with an attention that went through the surface rather than stopping at it. Not invasive. Just thorough. She'd been looking at me like that for as long as I could remember and I'd never minded it because nothing about it felt like judgment. It felt like someone who was actually trying to see what was there.She stepped back and let us in."Sit," she said to me. She told Killian the tea things were where they always were and he'd know. She told Mira to stop hovering in the doorwa
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