Chapter 7: A Spark of Belonging

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Cassandra> Three weeks into being Luna, I discovered something about myself I hadn't known before. I was good at this. Now I'm not talking about the council meetings or the ceremonies, those I still hated with every fiber of my being, I meant the rest of it. The mornings where Dominic's presence didn't suffocate the air because he'd already left for the eastern border way before sunrise, and the Manor settled into a peaceful ambiance. 'You'd think a house this big would feel emptier with him gone,' I thought, tying my robe at the waist and stepping into the corridor. If anything, it felt even more alive. I made my way down to the kitchens the way I had every morning that week, and Delphine looked up from the bread she was kneading. "You're early to rise again, my lady." she sai

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