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CHAPTER 15: BACKSTORY- ETHAN

Author: Gracious
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-23 04:54:34

Ethan stood alone in the library, a room so vast it swallowed sound. Dust danced in the golden beams, the scent of aging paper, wood polish and something older. He moved his fingers tracing the spines of old books, many of which he'd never been allowed to touch as a child. Names embossed in gold, edges worn soft from the hands of others he had studied in secrets. Now no one stopped him, but the feeling of trespassing has never truly left.

He picked up an old, carved wooden case tucked between a collection of old manuscripts. He slid it out carefully, the wood creaking in protest, inside lay a single weighty calligraphy pen - sleek and cold to the touch, it's surface a polished metal alloys, its surface golden on one side. It has once belonged to a set Connel used with their father.

The pen had always been a symbol of power, privilege of the heir.

Ethan let it roll between his fingers, feeling the weight of it.

Memories spilled in without permission.

His mother died when he was ten. L
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