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Chapter 97: The Iron Pack

Author: Nova Thorne
last update publish date: 2026-05-18 20:17:55

BOOK TWO: THE IRON BRIDGES

(Jace’s Perspective)

I woke to a sound that did not belong in Aethelgard.

It was not the hiss of high-pressure steam. It was not the violent, rhythmic slamming of the massive drop-forges, or the synchronized marching boots of the elite guard.

It was the sound of water. The gentle, rolling lap of the ocean tide against the stone pylons of the docks.

I opened my eyes.

I was lying on the same canvas cot in the center of the customs house, but the room was fundamentally a
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