Murielle's POV He came for me before dawn again, but this time there was no urgency in it, no bells, no guards falling into step around us."Where are we going?" I asked, pulling a cloak over my shoulders while he waited by the door."Nowhere." He said it like the word itself was a gift. "That's the plan. One full day where neither of us has to be anything but exactly what we are right now."We left through the same servants' stair as always, but instead of the waterfall, he led me further, past the training grounds, past the tree line, until we reached a small clearing I'd never seen before. A cottage half-swallowed by ivy, clearly abandoned for years, but someone, likely him in the hours before dawn, had swept the floor clean and laid a fire ready in the hearth."You built this in a night?""I had help." He lit the fire with a flick of flint, and warmth began to spread through the small space almost immediately. "Soren thinks I've finally lost what little sense I had left, arrangin
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