The days after Caspian's death were the emptiest of Lena's life.
She'd lost Kael. Now she'd lost Caspian. Two centuries of love, of partnership, of family—gone. The cabin that had once been full of warmth and laughter now felt like a tomb, each room echoing with memories she couldn't escape. His books still sat on the shelf by the fire, his favorite chair still held the indent of his body, his scent still lingered on his pillow.
Aurora came every day, bringing food, bringing company, bringing life. She'd sit with Lena for hours, not saying much, just being there. Her presence was a comfort, but it couldn't fill the silence.
"Mom." Aurora's voice was gentle. "Please. You need to eat something."
"I'm not hungry."
"You're never hungry anymore." Aurora sat beside her, taking her hand. "I
