of silence between them felt less suffocating more like an unspoken truce. Zaya traced the curve of his jaw gently, her fingers trembling. "Kael," she whispered, her voice

agile - outside, the world pressed on, and with it, the dangers Kael had tried so hard to keep away. As the day wore on, Zaya sensed the restlessness simmering beneath his calm exterior. "What's next?" she asked quietly. Kael's jaw tightened. "We have to face th