By evening, the armies began leaving. From the roof of the ruined pack house, we watched thousands of soldiers withdraw from the mountain. Winter banners disappeared first. Southern wolves followed. Then Fae forces.It should have felt like victory. Instead, funeral fires burned across our land. The dead were being identified. Twenty-three. Then thirty-one. Then forty. The numbers kept climbing. Some bodies would never be found.Kazan stood beside me. Sam was below directing the recovery crews. He hadn't looked at Kazan since the confrontation."Sam hates me," Kazan said."He doesn't.""He thinks I let her die.""He's grieving.""He punched me.""You deserved that years ago."Kazan gave me a look. I almost smiled. Almost. Then his face sobered."He loved her.""I know.""He'll blame himself.""I know.""And we let him."I closed my eyes. "I know.""Maybe we tell him.""No." He looked at me. The word had come fast. Too fast. I swallowed. "The Keeper said fewer people knowing makes the
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