CHAPTER FIFTY SIX-THE ANSWER
Author: Mage
last update2026-08-10 19:19:26

It took her three attempts to get the letter right.

Alex found the first two drafts crumpled in the corner of the tower room the next morning, and though he didn't read them — she hadn't offered, and he hadn't asked — he could guess at their contents from the tightness that had lingered in her shoulders the entire evening before. She'd worked through most of the night by candlelight, and when he'd checked on her once near midnight, she'd waved him off without looking up, pen scratching steadily
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  • CHAPTER FIFTY SIX-THE ANSWER

    It took her three attempts to get the letter right.Alex found the first two drafts crumpled in the corner of the tower room the next morning, and though he didn't read them — she hadn't offered, and he hadn't asked — he could guess at their contents from the tightness that had lingered in her shoulders the entire evening before. She'd worked through most of the night by candlelight, and when he'd checked on her once near midnight, she'd waved him off without looking up, pen scratching steadily against parchment in the particular focused silence of someone working through something that needed to come out exactly right or not at all.He brought her tea near dawn, more as an excuse to check on her than out of any real belief she'd drink it. She looked up at him with eyes red from lack of sleep, but steadier than they'd been the night before."The first one was too angry," she admitted, gesturing at the crumpled paper by the hearth. "Every line was a wound. I read it back and realized i

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