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Chapter 138: The Declining Blackwood

Penulis: Kim castro
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-06 14:29:28

The statement arrived in the council update on a Tuesday, three days after we returned from Ashrock.

I almost missed it because the Ashrock alliance announcement was still generating correspondence from every direction, formal congratulations from allied packs, cautious acknowledgments from neutral ones, and the specific silence from certain quarters that was louder than any written response could have been. My desk had not been clear since we returned and I had stopped expecting it to be.

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