The Bread I Didn't Eat;I didn't sleep again after that note, not properly. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my father's face the way I remembered it from childhood, the way he used to swing me onto his shoulders after training, before any of this began.I kept turning the note over and over in the privacy of my mind, where no guard could take it from me. Whoever had written it, whoever had risked everything to slip it beneath my bread, believed there was something about my father's death still worth protecting, even now, even after nineteen years."You look terrible," Kael said, and I startled so badly I nearly knocked over the basin beside me.I hadn't heard the cell door open. He stood just inside it, dressed plainly, none of the formal robes from the ceremony two days earlier. The dark circles beneath his eyes matched the ones I felt forming beneath my own."What do you want?" I asked, and I heard how cold my voice sounded, how unlike the woman who had laughed with him through a
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