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Chapter 79: The Open Water

Author: Dzifa
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The Dawn Chaser cut through darkening waters, the city's lights shrinking to pinpricks on the horizon. Kaelan stood at the helm, his hands steady on the wheel, his eyes fixed on the path ahead. Behind him, the sky burned orange and purple with the last light of day, as if the world itself was on fire.

Althea found him there an hour after they'd cleared the harbor. She moved quietly, the way she'd learned in a palace full of spies, and for a moment she watched him as this man who had given up ev
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