Kael survived both wounds, but the silver had entered his blood. For three days, the healers kept him in a private treatment room infused with cedar and mountain sage. They surgically removed the poisoned tissue, filtered the silver from his blood, and forbade anyone from visiting him.I asked for news every few hours. Each time, the answer was the same. "He is alive. He needs rest."My son did not ask about Kael. He barely spoke to me at all. His name was Rowan. I had whispered it to him once at the Bloodmoon gate, but Seraphina had called him Cassian since the day she took him. In Silvercrest, everyone used the name he knew.On our first night together, he refused to sleep in the room beside mine. "I want my mother," he said. I was holding Nova near the fire. The words hurt, but I did not correct him."I know.""Seraphina always stays until I fall asleep.""Then I will stay.""You are not her.""No. I am not."He stared at me, waiting for anger. Perhaps he expected me to tell him tha
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