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CHAPTER FIFTEEN: First Walk

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Lyra's POV

He finds me an hour later, sitting alone on the low stone wall that borders the eastern gardens — the quiet part of the grounds nobody bothers with, all overgrown hedges and a fountain that hasn't worked properly in years.

I didn't expect anyone to look for me here. I definitely didn't expect him to find me on the first try.

"May I sit?" Kaelan asks, hovering a polite distance away like he's genuinely prepared to accept no for an answer.

I consider making him work for it. Then I sig
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