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Lyra's POVThe Elders corner Kaelan before he's even finished his second cup of wine.I watch it happen from across the emptying hall — the silver-bearded Elder, the same one who stood beside the Priestess back when the missing pages were first discovered, approaching with the kind of careful humility I've never once seen him extend to Draven."Your Majesty," he says, bowing low enough that his beard nearly brushes the floor. "Blackmoor would be honored if you'd consider staying with us. However long you require."Kaelan's eyes flick toward me before he answers — quick, deliberate, like he wants to see my reaction before he commits to anything."I'd like that," he says simply.The relief that ripples through the remaining Elders is almost comical. Within the hour, servants are already preparing what used to be a disused guest wing — the largest rooms in the pack house, the ones reserved historically for visiting royalty that hasn't actually visited in living memory. By the time I ret