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Chapter Seventy-Eight: Cassiel Aldric

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Cassiel Aldric

It had only been a day.

Just one day without hearing her voice, without seeing her name light up my phone, and yet—somehow—it felt like longer.

I’d told myself we were both busy. She was neck-deep in the Moonveil mess, and I had my own crises to sort through. Still, the silence between us had a weight to it. Not heavy with worry, but with something more… personal. I’d gotten used to her daily check-ins. The way her voice dropped when she was exhausted. The occasional sharp sarcasm when she caught me doing too much. It was weird, but I missed her already.

I’d message her tonight, I decided. Even if it was just a simple “Hope you’re holding up.”

But right now, I was neck-deep in something else.

Rogues.

They were the ticking time bomb of our region—reckless, unpredictable, and growing bolder by the week. This time, they hadn’t hurt anyone, but they’d done something worse. Something calculated.

They’d destroyed the Silverwatch Monument in the southeastern territory—a sacred
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