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Chapter 9:The fire That Answers

Author: SoulStory
last update publish date: 2026-09-01 19:28:55

She couldn't sleep.

Mira's breathing had gone slow and even hours ago, but Sera lay staring at the stone ceiling of their room, Dorian's voice circling in her head, I care about control, and from what I saw last night, you have none, and underneath that, worse, Oren's careless half-admission that House Vale's fall had something, somehow, to do with her.

She got up. She told herself she wasn't going to the practice yard. She went to the practice yard anyway.

The moon was high and cold over the w
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