Book 1 Chapter 39
Bram walked beside Ari through the corridor leading toward her room, his hand brushing hers every few steps. The castle felt different today, not colder, not hostile, but watchful. The whispers from lunch still lingered in the air, but Bram’s presence beside her made them feel distant. He was supposed to help her pack. He insisted, actually. But they didn’t make it far. Torin rounded the corner at full speed, nearly colliding with them. “Bram! There ye are. The council wants to speak with ye. Alone.” Bram’s jaw tightened. “Now?” “Aye. They said it’s urgent.” Ari touched Bram’s arm gently. “Go. It’s fine. I don’t have much to pack anyway.” Bram frowned. “I don’t want ye doing it alone.” Ari smiled softly. “I won’t be. I’ll ask Moira to help me.” Torin nodded approvingly. “Good idea. Mo
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