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Days had turned since we came to Chiron’s cave on Mount Pelion—days of training, shared meals, and stories told in the firelight. My mother, vigilant and unyielding, had visited each day. Today, I dared to ask her to meet me with Patroclus. She refused. Now, on this night of my birth, I lie naked under the thin sheet, the air cool on my skin, while Patroclus washes at the basin. The words I finally spoke to her hang between us, a confession that has left the chamber thick with the weight of love and lineage.