Chapter 135

*Kaelen*

The weight of what we weren’t saying pressed thicker than the early morning mist.

Varis stood across from me just beyond the camp’s outer ring, hands shoved deep in his coat pockets, shoulders squared but tense—too still for someone pretending to be calm. The trees around us swayed with the wind, but he didn’t move. Neither did I.

We hadn’t said a word yet.

But the silence was a language