Vesperian and Caelum worked side by side in the garden for most of the afternoon, their hands moving in careful, practiced patterns. Ancient runes glowed briefly in the air before sinking into the stone walls and the soil around the house, strengthening the wards layer by layer. I watched from the doorway, Cyrus cradled against my chest, his tiny body warm and trusting as he dozed.The new protections hummed in the air like a living shield. Stronger. Deeper. Caelum had brought old texts and rare components; Vesperian had added his own power, the remnants of centuries of rule woven into every line. When they finished, the house felt safer. But safety, I was learning, was always temporary.I began training my own retained power in the quiet hours.The strength I had absorbed from Vesperian during those long, dark months hadn’t vanished completely when the curse broke. It had settled inside me, quieter now, but still present. A reservoir I could shape if I focused. I practiced in the gar
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