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34~ I'm Just Tired, Not Dying

Author: Ashveil
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-04 21:48:35

Zane's Point Of View

The night air wrapped around me like velvet, cool and heavy with magic still lingering in the atmosphere. I cradled the ancient stone tablet against my chest, feeling the faint hum of power vibrating through it.

The ballroom had finally emptied, laughter fading, gowns rustling, and heels clicking off into the distance. The excitement had died down, but inside me, everything still burned… my head, my heart, my entire being.

Every nerve felt fried, every thought sluggish, like my mind had run a marathon and my body just realized it. The weight of the legacy, the truth about my mother, the explosion of attention from the dance, it was all too much.

I sank onto one of the marble benches outside the ballroom, clutching the tablet. It was then I felt a familiar presence approaching from behind.

“You’re gonna fall over if you sit like that,” came Ronan’s voice, husky and low. He sounded tired, and when I looked up at him, I saw it too, his sharp features were paler tha
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