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Chapter 75: The Empty Wing

Author: May Che
last update publish date: 2026-07-29 15:00:46

Rhea’s absence changed the Alpha wing before her carriage had been gone for an hour.

The servants moved quietly through the corridors, and every door closed with unusual care. A breakfast tray remained untouched in Maddox’s sitting room until someone finally carried it away. The tea had gone cold, but no one asked whether he wanted another pot.

The guards stationed outside the private corridor kept their eyes lowered. They had faced Maddox’s rage before, but his grief frightened them more becau
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