Rowan's POVMira found me the moment the First Witch withdrew to the edge of Blackwood's grounds, granting us space to properly process everything she had revealed, and I watched her expression carry the particular weight of someone working through something considerably larger than she had properly anticipated facing. Her hands were still faintly unsteady when she reached the study door, and I crossed the room immediately, understanding, from the particular careful way she held herself, that she needed a moment before launching into any proper account of what had just occurred."Sit," I said gently, guiding her toward the chair near the fire rather than her usual seat across the desk. "Warm up first. Talk after."She didn't argue, which told me considerably more about how the conversation had genuinely affected her than any account she might have offered immediately. I poured tea neither of us particularly wanted, simply for the warmth of the cup itself, and waited until some color h
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