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Selene’s POV

Dara sat quietly, her gaze fixed on the map. She hadn’t said a word in the past hour. Riven leaned against the far wall, his arms crossed.

“Do you want to sit this one out?” I asked gently.

“You don't have to go with us, Dara,” Silas added, his tone softer than usual.

She hesitated, her fingers tightening slightly on the map. “I’m going,” she said, her voice quiet but resolute.

“Dara, are you—”

“I said I’m going.” This time, her tone was clearer.

She pushed the chair back and stood. “I need some air.”

We watched her leave.

I turned to Silas. “What’s going on with...