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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven: The Queen’s in her Mask

Author: Jhumie_writes
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-09-02 20:50:39
The next morning, she wore serenity like a mask.

At breakfast, Emilia sat perfectly composed at the long breakfast table, porcelain cup in hand, its rim brushing her lips though she barely tasted the coffee. She nodded when addressed, smiled faintly when Lucien brushed her hand across the table, even reached for her cup of tea with the grace expected of his queen. To anyone looking, she was the picture of calm.

But inside, her mind was a storm. A battlefield.

Pier 17.

The words branded themselve
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This chapter marks a dangerous turning point for Emilia. For the first time, she actively chooses to keep a secret from Lucien and step outside of his protection. And Rosa’s involvement adds another layer of tension. Also, emilia decision to seek answers alone show how far she’s come from being the girl who was once sold and caged. Now, she’s deliberately walking toward fire, not away from it.

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