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Chapter 39: The Betrayal of Gods

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The question hung over the pass, sharp enough to cut through the howl of the wind.

​Tell them why you betrayed me.

​No one spoke.

​The gale rattled the ice-crusted cliffs, but Lyra barely heard it. Her gaze remained pinned to the Empty King.

​For the first time since he had stepped out of the rift, the ancient ruler looked shaken. Not angry, not arrogant, not detached—just utterly, bone-deep tired.

​Beyond the gate, the giant eye watched him with terrifying patience.

​Beside him, the massive bea
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