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Chapter 53

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Rowan’s POV

I stared at the encrypted datapad on my mahogany desk, the blue light reflecting off the hard angles of my jaw as the early morning fog rolled thick across the estate’s outer courtyard.

The political reports from the inner districts were a blood-red mess of warning signs and escalating friction. Ever since the Council dinner, the silence I had beaten into the elders had mutated into a quiet, insidious rot that was spreading through the high houses. My intelligence network back in t
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