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Elena's POV

“I think someone’s playing a very dangerous game.”

The air thickened between us, tense as a drawn blade. My breath slowed. I made my heartbeat even and forced my fingers to remain still, composed.

If he smelled fear, he’d pounce.

“I wouldn’t know,” I said softly. “I only clean floors and serve soup, Alpha.”

Kairos chuckled a cold, hollow sound. The Keeper’s eyes narrowed behind him, dark and sharp like a hawk studying a cornered animal.

“But the thing about games,” the Alpha murmured, circling again, “is that even pawns sometimes pretend to be queens.”

He stopped behind me.

“Tell me, Elia… have you ever killed anyone?”

My throat went dry. “No, my lord.”

“Do you want to?”

"How can I, a lowly maid, kill someone."

He stepped in front of me again. That same steady stare. Searching for cracks.

“Do you dream?”

“Yes, my lord.”

“What do you dream about?”

“…Peace and happiness."

There was a pause. Long. He tilted his head, intrigued.

“The same word again.” He glanced sideways, smil
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