Morwenna's POV
The question hung between us, as sharp as a blade.
What do I want?
Do I want power… or just revenge?
Leofric’s eyes didn’t waver.
They searched mine like he already knew the answer, like he was daring me to say it aloud.
But I said nothing.
I still Couldn’t.
Because the truth was, I didn’t know anymore.
I turned away first, but I could still feel the his eyes on my back as I whispered,
"I don’t want to be used by anyone. Not them. Not you.”
His footsteps were quiet as he returned to the fireplace.
He didn’t speak again.
And I wasn’t dismissed.
I simply left, without permission, without punishment.
He just let me go.
That, somehow, was more terrifying than if he’d ordered me to stay.
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The next day, the castle was quiet.
Unnaturally so.
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