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Chapter 82: Lunar’s disappearance

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~Aeron

I followed my butler in silence.

The hallway to the throne room was long, flanked by silver sconces and walls still streaked with faint burn marks. The stone floors had been recently scrubbed, but some things couldn’t be erased. War leaves residue. In the corners. In the air. In the bones.

My boots echoed faintly as I walked. Each step sounded louder than it should have—a drumbeat against silence.

I didn’t know who I was going to meet.

Important, the butler had said. Not urgent. Not dangerous. Just… important. But I’d learned by now that importance could mean anything from a royal emissary to a harbinger of doom.

My mind drifted as I walked, thoughts circling like vultures.

The corridor opened up into the main chamber, sunlight pooling in through the high arching windows. Gold and obsidian banners hung from the pillars. The throne room had been rebuilt with fewer jewels and more steel. Fewer ornaments. More purpose.

My eyes found him instantly.

Reed.

He stood casually near the
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