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Chapter 116 A Queen’s Doubt

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The villa was quiet, too quiet. Silence had never been a comfort in Dante and Amara’s world—it was either the sign of safety or the prelude to blood. Tonight, it felt like the latter. The empire was theirs, the enemies crushed, yet the sense of unease gnawed at the back of Amara’s mind like a shadow that refused to let go.

She stood before the massive windows of their private chamber, the night stretched over the city like a velvet cloak. Below, their soldiers patrolled, their cars prowled, their name carried weight that made rivals tremble. And yet, inside her chest, there was no triumph. Only questions.

Amara’s fingers traced the edge of her wine glass as she thought of the path she had walked. Once, she had been the girl torn from her life, forced into the game of kings and killers. Now she was the queen—her word shaping the future of their empire. Power had filled her veins like fire, intoxicating and damning. But with every step she took deeper into this world, she could feel pa
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    The villa was quiet, too quiet. Silence had never been a comfort in Dante and Amara’s world—it was either the sign of safety or the prelude to blood. Tonight, it felt like the latter. The empire was theirs, the enemies crushed, yet the sense of unease gnawed at the back of Amara’s mind like a shadow that refused to let go.She stood before the massive windows of their private chamber, the night stretched over the city like a velvet cloak. Below, their soldiers patrolled, their cars prowled, their name carried weight that made rivals tremble. And yet, inside her chest, there was no triumph. Only questions.Amara’s fingers traced the edge of her wine glass as she thought of the path she had walked. Once, she had been the girl torn from her life, forced into the game of kings and killers. Now she was the queen—her word shaping the future of their empire. Power had filled her veins like fire, intoxicating and damning. But with every step she took deeper into this world, she could feel pa

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