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106. Strength

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last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 13.09.2026 23:11:31

Kallias paced his chamber restlessly, fists curled tightly at his sides.

“How could Theron defend her?” he muttered, struggling to keep the storm inside him contained. “He agreed I should hone her like my mother. Yet he looked at me like I had lost my mind.”

“His Lordship seems stressed from the war, Your Highness,” Raith, his newly appointed counselor, offered carefully.

“It still doesn’t make sense.” Kallias stopped pacing, eyes burning. “Theron hated her guts. Like I do. This sudden defen
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