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Chapter seventeen

Penulis: Valerie snow
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-12 16:39:18

TIES THAT BURN

XENIA’S POV

The scent of smoke reached me before the knock on the door.

It was faint, but real — sharp and bitter, not like fireplace ash. I was still half-asleep when I sat up, instinct flaring, one hand flying to my stomach before I even registered the movement.

The knock came again. Faster.

“Luna,” a guard called from the other side. “You’re needed.”

I threw on the nearest cloak and opened the door, heart already starting to race. “What’s happened?”

“East border. The patrol station was set on fire just before dawn.”

I stared at him. “Casualties?”

“Two dead. One missing.”

Behind me, I felt the air shift. Rico had woken up — he’d been sleeping in the armchair again, something that had somehow become routine.

His voice came low and tight. “Show us.”

RICO’S POV

By the time we reached the east wing watchpost, the flames were out, but the damage was obvious. Stone blackened. The scent of burning cloth and blood hung thick in the air.

I crouched near one of the bodies — a y
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