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Chapter 79 It's tiring...
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2025-09-07 13:57:05VALENTINA
“Dead…” I repeated the specific word in a daze, staring at my father, dumbfounded.
His brows furrowed even deeper as he kept his eyes on me, unmoved and somber.
“Dead, huh?” I muttered again, and for some reason, I felt silly. Something snapped within me, perhaps my patience limit, and I chuckled abruptly.
Everyone in the room was staring at me; their faces were covered by a cloud of shock and worry, yet I didn't care.
I looked at my father, tilting my head with a dangerous calmness flowing through my veins. "And how did he die?”
He stayed silent for a second before sighing lightly, "No one knows. His body was found in the cell with no trace of a weapon or any sign of poison on his body initially. Forensic experts are trying to find out the reason." His low tone rang in my ears like a thunderbolt that shattered my patience limit into shreds.
I laughed out loud this time; the sound of my v
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CHAPTER 50…VALENTINAThe Concord believed they were still in control.I felt that certainty the moment I stepped fully into the Origin Seat’s inner circle, with Luciano warm and steady in my arms and Andres positioned just behind my right shoulder.The air here did not bow to crowns or councils. It responded only to balance, and balance had no patience for arrogance.The thirteen Concord delegates stood arranged along the carved perimeter, their robes marked with sigils of authority older than most living dynasties. They watched me the way men watch a tide they believe they have already measured.That belief was their first mistake…“Your presence here is acknowledged,” the central delegate said, his voice smooth, carefully moderated. “But understand this, Your Majesty— this assembly convenes by Concord law, not royal decree.”I did not bristle or answer immediately. I adjusted Luciano slightl
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CHAPTER 48…VALENTINAThe morning air was crisp, but it carried more than the scent of pine and earth. It carried intention. I could feel it in the subtle way the leaves trembled without wind, how the light fractured through the canopy above in jagged, uneven beams.Something had shifted. Not us— yet. but the world we moved through was listening.Luciano slept lightly against my chest. His silver pulsed faintly beneath the skin of his cheek, like a heartbeat mirrored in light. At first, I thought it was only the palace responding, but no. This was beyond the walls, beyond wards, beyond anything I had known. He had left the palace and carried a tether of influence into the wild.“They feel him,” Andres said quietly from beside me. His hand brushed briefly against my arm as an acknowledgment.“Do you feel it?”I nodded, though my heart skipped at the subtle, almost imperceptible pressure that seemed to rise from t
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