**Chapter Thirty-Eight**Spring deepened into early summer, and with it came the fruits of months of careful preparation — Blackthorn's alliances strengthened, its borders more thoroughly defended than at any point in its long history, and Elara, now closer to three, beginning the gentle, careful magical education Lyra had proposed months before."We're not teaching her to fight," Lyra explained to Ronan one afternoon, watching their daughter carefully trace simple protective patterns in the garden dirt, delighted laughter bubbling up each time the faint magic sparked beneath her small fingers. "Not yet, not at her age. We're simply helping her become familiar with the magic that's already part of her, so that when she's old enough to understand the choice fully, the path toward claiming it as her own won't feel foreign or frightening.""She seems to be enjoying it, at least." Ronan watched his daughter with the same helpless, overwhelming love that struck him every time he observed h
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