LILIAN'S POV We arrived back at Blood Veil just before dawn. For the majority of the journey, there was a heavy silence, not due to a lack of inquiries, but rather because there were far too many unasked. Though we had crossed the northern border, threats still lingered, perhaps even more palpable now. Sitting next to Darian in the carriage, I looked out at the familiar trees drifting by outside. Only a few months prior, the thought of returning to Blood Veil would have filled me with apprehension. This was the place where I had faced public rejection, lost all my belongings, and been cast out onto the streets. Now, I returned with a letter from my father pressed close to my chest, a pendant belonging to my mother hanging around my neck, and a brother I had only just learned existed a few hours ago. I was no longer the same woman who had departed. Darian noticed my contemplative silence. “You’re thinking about Taryn.” I turned to him. “I’m reflecting on the woman I once was.” His
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