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The thick, wet mist of the Sedgemoor Bayou clung to her robes like a second skin. Dina moved through the gloom, her thoughts still knotted around Killian’s confession—the warmth of his words against the cold dread of Vickus’s jealousy. A bundle of damp, earthy herbs hung heavy in her grip. She stopped on the path, the weight of her divided heart a palpable ache in the clammy air. *Fuck.*