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Chapter 98: The King Behind His Eyes

Author: Timothy
last update publish date: 2026-08-16 18:40:09

"Bring me the Crown."

​The voice belonged to Cael, but the smile stretched wide across his jaw didn't. It was flat, lifeless, and devoid of the hesitant warmth Lyra had grown used to over the past few weeks.

​She froze, her chest locked tight as she stared into eyes that had gone completely dark—no pupils, no irises, just two pools of pitch. The boy she’d spent miles arguing with, doubting, and desperately trying to pull back from the brink was still in there. She could see it in the rapid, fra
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