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Chapter 12: The Forgotten Touch

The storm had passed, but its echoes clung to the corridors of the keep like breathless whispers.

Zara stood by the frost-kissed window of her chamber, watching a hawk trace circles in the sky. The cool air nipped at her bare arms, but it wasn’t the cold that made her tremble. It was the dream—no, t...