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Chapter 68 – Thorns Beneath the Crown

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-07 05:33:37

The silence that followed Elias’s disappearance was a heavy, suffocating thing. It wasn’t just the betrayal—it was the knowledge that it had been growing beneath their feet all along, woven into the very halls they ruled from.

Selene paced the dimly lit war chamber, her cloak sweeping behind her like spilled ink. The flames in the hearth danced wildly, reflecting the storm in her chest. Her crown, once a symbol of power, now felt like a weight pressing against her temples.

Sebastian leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, watching her. “You haven’t said a word.”

“I’m thinking.”

He arched a brow. “That’s never been the problem. The problem is you don’t trust anyone enough to speak your thoughts aloud.”

Selene stopped. “Would you, if every time you looked over your shoulder, there was someone holding a blade meant for your back?”

Cassian entered the chamber then, bruised but unbowed, tossing a bloodstained scroll onto the table. “Intercepted at the border. Smuggled correspondence bea
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