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Her answer was curt and she shared with him no details, but those words coupled with her change in demeanor toward him, both between visits and between moments as her hackles suddenly raised, was enough to make his heart sink and his blood run cold. Furthermore, his welcome had been completely retracted with a stern statement and a step forward that echoed the spoken sentiment.

Luke's ears fanned backward, his head lowered as his entire posture sagged. But he could not ply his searching gaze from her face. Instinct implored him to run, but he was rooted to the ground, frozen as a sickening mix of questions and emotions invaded him. He was concerned for Peregrine, most of all, and wished dearly that he could see him.  

"I..." he murmured softly, and at last his eyes dropped to the ground, as his voice took on a meek tone. "Is Peregrine ok?"