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Chapter Thirty-four

Author: Valerie snow
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-16 22:10:08

THE VOTE

XENIA’S POV

The council chamber was colder than usual.

Someone had left one of the windows cracked, and no one bothered to close it. The breeze moved through the room in slow, steady drafts. Not enough to be distracting. Just enough to notice.

They were all already seated when I arrived. No one looked surprised to see me.

Cerra gave me a small nod.

“Luna.”

I returned it, just as quiet. “Elder.”

I took my seat. Didn’t ask what the meeting was about. They didn’t offer.

The minutes passed slowly.

Mostly updates I wasn’t needed for — territory shifts, trade volume changes, a new transport line to the river markets.

Then Graythorne cleared his throat and said, “There’s one final matter.”

And no one met my eyes.

RICO’S POV

She told me not to come.

Said she didn’t want anyone standing behind her, like she needed reinforcement.

“If I can’t sit in that room and hold the line alone,” she said, “I have no business sitting there at all.”

I didn’t agree. But I understood.

So I waited outs
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