Morning came quietly over the island, but the calm it carried did little to settle what lay ahead.
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Tracy stood at the edge of the village boundary, where the land ended and the unseen force of the Queen’s curse began.
It was a place no one crossed.
A place everyone respected.
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Today, she would leave it behind.
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Elisabeth and Shalom stood beside her, both carrying small bags, both trying to hide the tension behind their usual confidence.
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Konin stood in front of Tracy.
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The silence between them stretched, not awkward, but heavy with everything they didn’t need to say.
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“My house… the necklace is there,” Tracy said finally.
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Her voice was calm.
Steady.
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“I’ll go, get it, and come back.”
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Konin studied her face for a moment.
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“You make it
