SierraThe first mile passed easier than I expected, the pre-dawn dark still thick enough to hide me, the ground familiar from training drills Fenris had run near this same stretch of border. I kept low, moving the way he had taught me patient, deliberate, reading the terrain instead of rushing through it.I let myself believe, for that first mile, that this might actually work.The second mile was harder. The terrain shifted from the cultivated land near the palace into rougher wilderness, unfamiliar in the dark despite the hours I'd spent studying maps of the region. Roots caught at my boots. Branches I couldn't see in time scraped at my arms. I kept moving anyway, my breath coming faster, the pack on my back heavier with every step than it had felt when I'd shouldered it in my chambers.I was three miles out, the palace long since lost behind me in the dark, when I heard the horses.I froze instantly, every instinct Fenris had drilled into me taking over before conscious thought ca
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