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Chapter Eight Eight :The first lesson

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Aria’s arms trembled as she stood in the training field behind the Nightborn Clan’s fortress. Morning mist hung low over the clearing, and her breath fogged in the chill air. A thin sword—a “practice blade,” they called it—felt much heavier than it looked.

Across from her, Varek stood like a statue, arms folded, eyes watchful.

“I’m not a fighter,” Aria muttered.

“You will be,” Varek replied calmly.

She sighed. “Look, I’m barely used to glowing hands and magical blood. Now you want me to duel like some fantasy warrior?”

“You’re not just any Luna, Aria. You’re the Luna. The last of the Crescent Line. You’re going to need to defend yourself—not just from rogues, but from the politics of the Clans.”

She rolled her eyes. “Politics? I thought this was about not dying.”

Varek stepped forward, lifting a second blade from the table nearby and tossing it to her. She caught it, barely.

“It’s all connected. There are vampires who believe Lunas should be controlled. Others want to use you. The str
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