[ELARA]
My fingers tremble slightly, despite how tightly I clasp them together as I make my way down the narrow hallway leading to the solar. Magnus prefers to take his meals there, retreating to its quiet after the clamor of the Small Hall and scheming with the lords. The solar—and the office perched in the highest tower of the Thornhall castle—have always felt like forbidden ground to me. I haven’t dared to linger anywhere close to them.
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