"If she remembers the Crown, they'll come for her." I said it again, quieter this time, like saying it twice might shake loose something more.Ronan was quiet for a moment, watching me in the cooling evening light. "Who said it?""I don't know. I never saw his face. Just his hand." I thought about it, the memory still fragile, still liable to slip away if I pressed too hard. "There was a ring. Old. A crown-like symbol, but not the one we keep running into. Not the black mark.""That matters," Ronan said."I know.""Then we're not looking for one person anymore," he said slowly. "We're looking for two. One who hid you. And one who was afraid of what would happen if you remembered."I looked at him. "He could have been the reason I survived.""He could have," Ronan agreed, and didn't try to make it simpler than that.We went back inside together, and I asked Pell to show me the childhood transfer record again. He laid it carefully on the table, and this time I made myself read every lin
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