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“You survive.” It was not praise. But it was enough. By evening, the feast hall glowed with torchlight and spilled wine. Laughter rose high, but Elara’s skin prickled with unease. She had spent the day watching, listening, searching for cracks in Garron’s armor. There were few—but enough to make her certain. Kieran approached her as the tables cleared, his smile easy, his charm laid thick. “I’ll miss these nights, Princess. Perhaps you’ll write to me when I’m gone?”