**Eirian’s Pov**Old Mira Thorne arrived at the fortress carrying a worn leather satchel.Vorath had arranged for us to meet in the healer's private study, which was more secluded than the main chambers. Tall wooden shelves lined the walls from floor to ceiling, packed with dried herbs and small glass jars. The entire room smelled faintly of dried lavender, crushed roots, and rain-soaked earth. Mira placed her satchel down on the table with a heavy thud, and turned to look at me with those clouded but impossibly piercing eyes, as though she could see straight through me."So," she said, sitting down comfortably on the chair across from me, her silver braid falling over one shoulder. "You've decided you're ready to see what has been locked away in your memory." "Yes," I said quietly, meeting her gaze without flinching.Her eyes widened in clear shock. She glanced over at Vorath, who stood near the window, and back at me."You spoke," she said in disbelief."I did," I replied, a small
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