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This Is How Wars Begin

작가: A. L. Lacey
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-12-07 16:02:37

The morning dragged, each hour heavy with the weight of last night. My eyes ached with exhaustion, but the memory of Sir Garrett's laughter, his stories woven like old threads of comfort, kept me upright. For a few hours, my world felt safe. For a few hours the dread of my future didn’t consume me. But reality returned swiftly. I was summoned to my father’s study. His gaze cut through me the moment I stepped inside, cold and assessing, as though he could strip truth straight from my skin.

“Have you made your choice?” he asked.

“Yes, Father. I choose Artair.”

“Have you told anyone?”

“No, sir. You are the first.”

A pause. He tapped his finger against the desk once, sharp against the wood. “Good. I will announce it at lunch. Go inform Hana and have her dress you appropriately.”

“Anythi

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