EPILOGUE

Johanis' POV

By the time the sun began sinking behind the trees, the entire camp still buzzed with stories from the Compass Game.

And, somehow, every single story involved my sister.

I leaned against one of the wooden posts near the fire pit, arms folded, trying—and failing—not to laugh as Brinn dramatically reenacted how Lily had apparently launched herself across a muddy ditch “like an enraged squirrel.”

“No,” Aya interrupted flatly, biting into a honey biscuit. “That’s inaccurate.”

Brinn gasped. “Inaccurate? I was there!”

Aya raised a brow. “You were hanging upside down from a trap vine.”

“That does not invalidate my eyewitness testimony.”

“It absolutely does.”

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