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CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN

Author: Blessing Nelson
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-04 20:46:05

Lyra’s POV

The Rotunda was still smoldering when I stepped into the light. What was left of it, anyway. Ash clung to the arches like ghostly vines, the marble floor cracked in patterns that mimicked ancient runes. Every stone whispered of betrayal, power, and the one truth no ward could ever contain, I wasn’t theirs to control.

Kael was a step behind me, close enough that I could feel the weight of his presence, but far enough that I could breathe. He always knew when to give me space. I needed it now because the Council had gathered outside and they were waiting to see if I’d become the monster they feared.

“Are you ready?” Kael asked quietly.

I didn’t answer. Instead, I pushed open the Rotunda doors, stepping onto the grand steps where countless rulers had once stood but none of them had returned from death. None of them had broken a god.

The crowd below was a sea of faces, some loyal, some terrified. Councilors, rogue factions, citizens, spies. Their eyes reflected back at me with
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