Her words eased the table. The kings and I exchanged glances. Concerned glances for that matter; ones that every concerned parent gives their child. The bond flowed warm with hope. The vision had shown sacrifice, but the children saw unity instead. We would hold to that path.
Frostfang continued its steady peaceful rhythm. Fields yielded. Walls stood firm. The children grew into their roles while we protected the space they needed to become who they were meant to be.
We faced the visions the same way we faced everything. Together. Ready. Unbroken.
The vision had shown sacrifice, but the children saw unity instead. We would hold to that path.
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Months passed in the steady turn of seasons. Lila had reached her sixteenth year with a stride that turned heads across the bailey. She led her first official border patrol along the eastern ridges with a mixed team of veterans and juniors.
