KIRA

The last quiet weeks had a specific texture.

Not empty. The work continued, the coalition correspondence and the council review process and the restoration sessions that Lyanna and Petra were running together now, the two of them having developed a working rhythm I had watched develop with the specific satisfaction of someone who had believed it would happen and was glad to see it.

But quieter. The threshold working the way Dara had intended it to work, Marcus holding the outer ring of ...