The door opens before you even knock twice. Nyra stands in the doorway, her expression calm, almost expectant.
He told me you might come, she says softly. I wasn’t sure you’d actually do it.
She turns and walks back into the house without waiting. Just before she disappears down the hall, her voice drifts back to you
Come in... I don't bite. Don't be a stranger.
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