Chapter 21 ;- Intisar
(Idris POV) ---- The gates of Silver Claw had never looked smaller,or perhaps I had simply grown.When my boots touched the courtyard stones, the weight of two years settled across my shoulders not as burden, but as inevitability. My eyes moved through the crowd as if they had memorized someone long ago.I searched. Not consciously. Not intentionally. Warriors, Elders, Council members, Children perched on fences,Healers gathered near the infirmary steps. My heart did something sharp and unwelcome. Where is she? I told myself it was habit.Responsibility. A leader accounting for his pack. But when my gaze passed over the back rows,and didn’t find her something in my chest tightened. Then I stepped forward. The pack bowed. And I forced my attention to what mattered. My father
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