Chapter 49 What The War Left Behind

• The maps were finally gone.
• Kael’s apartment felt different than it had five days ago—the silver-neutralizing charms Wren had left behind were tucked away in a drawer instead of being piled by the door. It was slowly stopping being a war room and starting to feel like a home again. They walked through the door that evening after the tribunal, both of them quieter than usual, the heavy formality of the day still clinging to them.
• Emily made tea that neither of them actually wanted. She mostly just needed something to do with her hands.