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Leila’s POV: “So what’s this - these - sets of secrets we need to know about? That I need to know about?” I ask Lunae as she moves us closer into the forest. Deeper and deeper until the original pair of ash trees we’d passed under to get here is swallowed up by the other innumerable and unidentifiable trees that make up the supposedly sacred grove. “I see you still have your mother’s feisty temperament, Leila Rose Briar,” Lunae says, putting her arm around me the way my mom used to when I was young and she took me and my siblings out to explore the woods surrounding the packhouse before our borders come into effect. “That’s a good thing. That and your stubbornness to stand up for what you believe to be right. It will serve you well.” I snort sarcastically, rolling my eyes. “Yea well it