Kael's POV.I felt her before I saw the sanctuary. Not the way it used to be, sharp and demanding. It wasn’t pulling at my ribs like a fishhook. This was quieter. A hum beneath my skin that indicated she's close without making it hurt.The path through the trees opened up. And there she was by the water trough. Her hands were busy, hair tied back. She straightened before I called her out and was wiping her palms on her tunic.

Lyra spotted me from the training field. Her sword didn't falter ...