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Chapter 130

Author: Princess cassie
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-11-07 03:52:55

Clara’s POV

I pushed the door open slowly, the sound of it creaking echoing through the empty hall. The room beyond was dim, lit only by the soft glow of candles, and in the middle of it, I saw the seer waiting, her eyes already on me.

And the moment our eyes met, I knew, whatever she was about to say would change everything.

I sat quietly in the king’s office, crossing one leg over the other as the seer kept pacing around the room like a restless ghost. Her long grey hair swayed with every step, and the jingling sound of the beads on her wrists was starting to drive me insane.

The office was dimly lit, just a few candles flickering by the window, casting long shadows on the golden walls. The smell of burning sage filled the air, thick and heavy, almost choking.

At first, I thought she was just trying to focus, maybe preparing to say something important. But after what felt like forever, she still hadn’t said a word. She just kept pacing back and forth, whispering strange words under
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