Chapter 209

The morning sun filtered through the cabin's windows, casting a golden glow over the simple wooden floors. Matthew sat at the small kitchen table, sipping his coffee as Elyra and Dain groggily joined him. Elyra's silver hair shimmered in the light, a striking contrast to Dain's fiery orange eyes, which still carried the haze of sleep.

"Rough night?" Matthew asked, his tone light.

Elyra shrugged, rubbing her arm absently as she reached for the cereal. Dain slumped into the chair beside her, silent as usual.

That's when Matthew noticed it a thin, jagged mark on the back of Dain's hand.

"Hey," he said, setting his mug down. "What happened there?"

Dain pulled his hand back quickly, shoving it under the table. "It's nothing."

Matthew's voice was

Dain. Her

walked around the table.

hand. The scar was faint, but its shape was unnatural-jagged and

turned to Elyra, who was now pulling her sleeve down

but the hesitation in her voice gave

back the

low, a mix of concern and frustration. "How

Elyra

up," Dain added, crossing

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