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Chapter 95: What Six Hundred Years of Patience Looks Like When It Ends

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POV: Rose

It did not begin the way I expected.

I had imagined something visible. Something that announced itself the way Aldric's outriders had announced themselves, the way Ferris Dael's letter had announced itself, the way even Ash's arrival had announced itself in the form of an anomalous intake log.

What happened instead was this.

I woke before dawn with the bond pulled taut in a way I had felt only once before, on the night the woman in the old quarter moved herself to the second chair, al
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