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The Weight of the Crown
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2026-07-26 05:39:00Chapter 43: The Weight of the Crown
I did not sleep that night. After the meeting with the Blackwood Alpha, I had returned to camp in silence. Kael had met me at the edge of the clearing, his obsidian eyes scanning my face for any sign of injury. Ronan had grunted, his grey eyes softening with relief. Zephyr had simply nodded, his silver eyes unreadable. The camp had settled into a restless quiet. The fires burned low, casting long shadows across t
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