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Chapter One Hundred and Five- A Formal Request

作者: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-06-15 14:09:19

I did not know he had gone to the elders until Aurora told me.

This was not because Ethan had concealed it from me. It was because Ethan had understood, with the specific, evidence-based precision that characterized everything he did, that certain things were more fully received when they arrived as a fact rather than as a process being watched. He had not told me he was going to the elders because he wanted me to know that he had gone, and what had come from the going, rather than knowing that
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