“My name is Rowan,” the child said. “And I came to tell her I’m sorry.”Lucian released Seraphina’s hand.Not emotionally.Tactically.He stepped slightly in front of her while security approached the vehicle.Seraphina caught his sleeve.“Beside me.”His jaw tightened.Then he moved back.Beside.Rowan noticed the correction.Their gaze traveled from Lucian to the open gate, then to the guards positioned along the drive.“You searched for me,” they said.Seraphina studied the child.Thirteen, according to the Continuity records.Small for their age.Dark hair cut unevenly near the jaw. A thin scar crossed one eyebrow. Their clothing was clean but worn. The backpack appeared heavy.“Investigators searched,” Seraphina said.“You directed them.”“Yes.”“You told them not to assume hostility.”“Yes.”“Why?”“Because no one met Helena before deciding what she was.”At the mention of her name, something moved through Rowan’s face.Not affection.Recognition.“Is she here?”“No.”“Good.”Lu
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