The heavy dining table lay in pieces. Illusion cracked like ice beneath weight it could no longer bear. The carefully curated dishes disappeared and revealed a clean table with a yellowed tablecloth.
And standing amidst the splinters, framed by the dying remnants of a dream, was a woman clad in cracked armor and thread-wrapped oaths.
She removed her helmet and he saw her curly red hair and violet eyes. Her tabard, though torn, bore the crest of Vel Quen: a spiral tower wreathed in lilies. Her eyes blazed—not with hatred, but conviction forged in grief.
"You're not holding them anymore," she said again, planting her banner-pole into the stone floor. "Your sanctuary ends here, Keeper."
Auren didn't speak.
His antlers had dimmed.
Lucian instinctively stepped in front of Alice, gripping the Loom's case. The Grimoire fluttered, then stilled—pages frozen at a glyph it didn't recognize.
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