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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO: WHAT NEITHER OF US STOPPED

Author: Cypher Williams
last update publish date: 2026-08-26 06:04:21

Ivy was called away that morning, a birth in the eastern quarter that couldn't wait, and Roman offered, almost too casually, to take me down to the bunker himself rather than delay training a full day.

I said yes before I let myself think too hard about why that felt different from every other morning we'd trained together.

The underground chamber felt smaller than usual, or maybe I only noticed the size of it because there was no one else in it this time, just the two of us and the torches a
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