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... d hard beneath his boots as he broke back into the crowd, with Amelia close behind.
The camp was dead silent. Not a single word—but their faces said it all.
Unease.
Mira had returned from Central.
She stood near the central fire, posture straight, ears low, with a sealed letter held between her two fingers. She held it with almost reverence, like it mattered more than her own life.
The moment Ryn arrived, she handed it to him and stepped back, eyes locked ...
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