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Chapter 376 Coins and Clues

Author: Judith GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-03 16:52:13

Signe

I can feel the city humming under my skin in a way it’s never done before. It’s a taut, straining kind of energy. The magical equivalent of a building holding its breath in the second before collapse.

I should be used to it by now. Wards flickering. Spells going slippery around the edges. But this morning it’s different. The pressure isn’t just around the shop. It’s in it.

I light the blue taper in the northern window, scattering powdered rowan bark across the threshold. The wards flare. Then dim. I swear under my breath.

Whatever's pressing in from outside, it's learning. That’s not a good thing.

Cerelia arrives not long after, eyes sharp, coat still dusted with dew from the walk over. She doesn’t bother with greetings. Just sets her satchel on the counter and says, “He left something again.”

There’s no need to ask who he is. Loki’s not making any effort to hide his presence anymore. Instead, I open the satchel.

It’s not a coin this time. It’s a length of silver wire braided in
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