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CHAPTER 7: THE BLIND PROPHET'S CUT

Author: Alexander Jace
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 15:23:59

Alpha Draevor doesn’t sit on a throne when he wants to make a point. He stands, forcing everyone in the room to look up at him, and it makes me feel smaller than I already am.

The throne room is empty except for him, his two guards, and me. This isn’t an official Law meeting. This is a message meant only for me.

“You’re behind schedule,” Draevor says.

It’s Day 3. Twenty-seven days left. I bled Rook on Day 1. I bled Silas on Day 2 and saw his mother rip his heart out. I know exactly where I stan
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