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Eric & Rowena Eric Maybe my anger toward Rowena was misplaced—I realized that as she ran out of my room, clearly hiding the tears in her eyes. I knew I would have to apologize, of course, once things calmed down a bit. But part of me had a reason for pushing her away. Part of me, separate from the anger, knew that the truth about our bond would only unravel the truth about her lineage. And we had to be even more careful now than ever. As I turned back to my punching bag, I couldn’t stop thinking about that day; not only the party, but the day I had brought the envoy to my parents… The door had closed behind me with a heavy thud as I stepped into my parents’ study. An ominous silence hung in the air, thick and suffocating as ever just moments after the envoy had scurried