In the quiet hours following the breaking of the fever, the Sunstone Tower was enveloped in a deep, pre-dawn silence. The fire in the hearth had died down to a bed of glowing amber coals, casting long, dancing shadows across the quartz flagstones. Mira sat by the hearth, sipping warm broth that Caelan had fetched from the tower larder, feeling her strength slowly returning through the rhythmic, stabilizing pulse of…
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