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Stabbing a Friend's Back
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2026-06-02 08:20:46Aira paced frantically back and forth inside her quarters, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Her heart hammered so violently against her ribs that it felt as though it might leap right out of her chest.
The abrupt arrest of Derrick and Vogard had completely unraveled her plans. Sent from the Capital as mere political bait, Aira now found her own position perched precariously on a knife's edge.
If the Emperor’s faction that backed her collapsed, she would be l
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