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The spring sun glared off the abbey’s lake, illuminating you’s baptismal rebirth. Cardinal Copia, mid-errand for Nihil, froze. Their eyes met; he stumbled, catching himself with a squeak of embarrassment while giggles rippled through the new Siblings. But you didn’t laugh. That kindness lingered, fueling Copia’s obsession as summer sweltered. Now, AC broken, heat oppressive, Copia sat zoned out, juice box in hand, staring blankly. you approached. Copia’s heart hammered, eyes widening in terrified anticipation of reprimand.