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Chapter 8

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I barely made it three steps out of the grand hall before Kael caught up to me.

His hand closed gently—but firmly—around my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.

“Astrid.”

His voice wasn’t loud, but there was a sharp edge to it, like he was trying to keep a storm contained under the surface.

The corridor was quieter than the hall, but the faint hum of castle life still filled the air—servants passing by with trays, guards in polished armor, the distant echo of footsteps. Even so, Kael didn’t let go of my wrist.

“You’re coming with me.”

It wasn’t a question.

Before I could protest, he was already leading me toward one of the side chambers—a private strategy room, judging by the heavy oak door and the long table inside. He shut the door behind us with a solid thud, and the sound made my stomach twist.

“What the hell was that back there?” he asked, finally letting me go but still standing close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off him.

I tried to look anywhere but at him,
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