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She lifted her gaze. “I don’t have that kind of courage. I’ve never met anyone like you, either p>
Lyra looked at her, confused. “What courage p>
Ayla gave a slow, soft laugh. “The courage to just step up and take what you want!
“If I were half as decisive as you, I wouldn’t feel so trapped all the time p>
Lyra offered a faint smile.
She typed, “Maybe you’ve stayed here so long you’ve forgotten who you really are p>
Ayla frowned. “I haven’t. I’m just… a Guide p>
Lyra’s reply appeared on her display. “Just a Guide? If we were really that ordinary, none of us would be here p>
Since, in their eyes, a Guide’s status was precious, she should carry herself like someone precious.
Don’t let them lock you away like fragile glass figurines, and start believing you are too brittle to stand for yourself.
Ayla thought it over, pieces slowly clicking into place.
“But nothing we say changes anything. We have this fancy title and that’s all p>
Lyra typed back, “We also have our unique ability p>
Ayla blinked in surprise.
“Here, we might not get to choose our own freedom.” Lyra wrote. “But our power belongs only to us. It does not matter how strong or weak it is. It is a weapon, and bargaining chip we hold in our own two hands p>
Lyra herself barely noticed what she was doing.
She was pushing Ayla to find her voice, to fight for herself.
Once upon a time, Lyra had swallowed every slight, letting others walk all over her. Back then, Jessa and Hadrien had kept telling her to stand up for herself, yet their words had never truly sunk in.
Growing up back on Earth, she had gotten used to being powerless. She knew no one would come to rescue her, so she had simply drifted along with whatever came her way.
Now, she was teaching Ayla how to push back.
Growth could strike all-at-once in a single night.
Or it could seep in quietly and slowly, reshaping everything little by little as time rolled on.
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“Thank you for letting me stay p>
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quiet inside Lyra’s home wrapped around Ayla after their conversation, and drowsiness crept back over
It was so still she could hear leaves rustling in the wind outside.
No heavy footsteps, no endless nagging from Torin and his men.
No unexplained, jittery irritation gnawing at her nerves.
Her heartbeat slowed, calmed by the peace.
Lyra had meant to ask her more about the personal guards.
Then she saw Ayla curled sideways on the sofa, eyelids drooping, blinking slower and slower.
Lyra stopped typing, making no noise to disturb her.
Once Ayla was fully asleep, she fetched a soft blanket and draped it over the girl.
She snapped a quick picture of the sleeping Ayla and sent it to Zane, for Torin and the rest to see.
That way, they would not grow restless and start shouting out below.
When Torin and his men saw proof Ayla was asleep, they glanced upward toward the second-floor windows.
Their unease lingered, yet much of their initial anger faded. They stood outside alongside Zane and his squad.
Ding-dong.
Zane glanced down at his Star Brain.
“Come inside the ground-floor sitting room for something to eat p>
Warmth spread through his chest as he read the message.
He typed his reply, “Thank you for your kindness, but we are not hungry right now p>
Lyra sent, “Save your meal for last. Bring the others in p>
A small smile tugged at Zane’s lips.
She could be so bossy.
In a group chat, Mien sent several pictures one after another.
Mien said. “Ms. Kaelin is the sweetest! She’s worried we’ll starve on guard duty and invited us in for food p>
His other squadmate, Tan Birch, replied, “Right! She really looks out for us. Food from the Guide hits different p>
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Jarek Garrick sent, “Man, she’s way too generous. I can barely eat another bite p>
Alert chimies pinged non-stop across Star Brain devices. Members of the Wastelands Squad paused their training, setting down their gear.
They pulled up the group chat, and their expressions darkened instantly.
More messages popped up one after another before they could type a retort.
Cian sent, “Have you guys never had decent food before p>
Yves sent, “Making a huge public fuss over a snack. How pathetic p>
Mien replied, “Oh sure, we haven’t gotten treats handed out by a Guide before, that’s exactly it p>
Tan teased, “Listen, what was that crashing sound? Someone’s ego just shattered. I won’t name names p>
Ling shot back, “Quit showing off. Tomorrow will be our turn, and you guys will be stuck watching p>
Boden said, “Oh, please, you really think you’ll get special treatment just because tomorrow is your turn? Ask the Bear Squad if they got any yesterday p>
Owen sent, p>
Levi snapped, “If anybody says Bear Squad one more time, I’m gonna tear their throats out p>
Boden replied, “My bad. The walking gas-can squad p>
Tan sent, “LOL p>
Gage shot back, “You’re asking for it, big-eared fox p>
Flynn sent, “Quiet p>
Garen sent, “Captain Graves, your team is goofing around instead of standing watch. Where is your sense of responsibility for the Guide’s safety p>
The chat went quiet for a moment.
Zane replied, “I’ve already spoken to them. It will not happen again p>
Flynn sent, “Captain Graves, we trusted you with the Guide’s protection. Your squad’s discipline is far too loose. How are we supposed to feel safe p>
Zane replied, “That falls on my leadership. Still, I cannot guarantee nothing like this will ever happen. Ms. Kaelin ordered us to take a break and eat. We cannot ignore a Guide’s direct command p>
Flynn read the exchange on his Star Brain and let out a cold huff.
Well played, Zane.
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Borrowing the Guide’s authority to throw your weight around!
Gren cut in, “Ms. Kaelin fed my men yesterday as well, and we didn’t carry on like this p>
Flynn froze.
Wait. She gave them food on the first day p>
In their small group chat-
Ling said, “Captain, Ms. Kaelin has given food to both of their teams. We cannot lose tomorrow p>
Cian added, “It will be our first official day too. If only our squad gets nothing, the dumb bears and stinky foxes will definitely mock us forever p>
Kael replied, “Relax. I’ve already got a plan p>
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Lucia Morh
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.