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Chapter 93

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Chapter 93

Nicolas POV

The first thing I noticed was the silence.

It wasn't the natural stillness of dawn, nor the quiet hum of night. It was deeper, pressing against my ears as though the world itself had stopped breathing. Slowly, my lashes lifted, and I blinked against the pale haze of morning filtering through the trees.

And there she was.

Her face hovered above me, calm and composed, framed by the delicate sway of leaves overhead. Her expression was unreadable-neither soft nor harsh-just... still. But in that stillness was something that unsettled me. She wasn't watching me out of curiosity or warmth. No, it was something colder, more measured, like an appraisal she would never voice.

I stiffened, blinking again as if the sight of her might vanish if I wasn't careful. "Viona?" my voice cracked slightly from sleep, though he masked it quickly.

She didn't answer right away. Instead, her gaze lingered on his face, unwavering, as though weighing something she hadn't yet decided. A fa
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