THIRTY FOUR | THE EX

Lyra helped me braid my waist-long dark wavy hair into a neat upstyle bun. It was good to get some expert help when I was so unsure about what to wear and how to present myself in a roomful of snobs.

It was 11 AM, and I was still in the mountain lodge. Milian left at seven in the morning and asked me to get some sleep and join him at the Courthouse Square in the city center before noon.

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