Her breath caught. Elara had been dead for ten years. But the letter, he explained, wasn’t in her handwriting. It was a message to her, sealed with a heart-clasp wax stamp that the village had never seen. Over the next hour, Clip unfolded a story that made Clara’s skin prickle. Decades ago, a young Elara had secretly sheltered Clip’s mother, a dissident artist fleeing persecution in the city. Elara had hidden her in the village, protecting her until she could escape safely. But the act had come at a cost: Elara’s family had disowned her, and the Heartstone’s magic had turned cold for years.