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The days of Autumn grew short, and the promise of winter clung to the night air like a whisper. Emilia could feel the turn of the season in her bones. A sleepiness roosted in her body and she often found herself longing for a bowl of steaming, brothy soup to warm her from the inside out. The Solstice was just around the corner. Tonight was particularly crisp, and the cold seemed to seep through the very stone of the castle. Faren had worked in his study until well past sunset, so they now were eating a late supper of stewed vegetables beside a roaring fire Faren had breathed to life in their bedroom hearth. While Emilia enjoyed her days with Tanya, her heart belonged to these quiet evenings with Faren. She scooped the last bits of potato and beans from the bottom of her bowl and was disa