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Chapter 48: Night of Silent Cracks

Author: R.J. Sterling
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-11 09:46:52

Midnight in the East Wing felt like a tomb built from velvet and ice.

Outside, the northern mist had returned, thick and relentless, coiling against the reinforced glass like ghosts with unfinished business.

Inside the study, a single candle burned on the desk. Its amber flame flickered, stretching jagged shadows across the indigo surface of the first Moonstone fragment.

Phoenix sat motionless in the high-backed leather chair.

Her fingers were wrapped tightly around a crystal glass of water—so
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