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CHAPTER 15: THE REGENT'S REGRET

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last update publish date: 2026-03-08 07:00:54

“…and as I've been saying,” Silas continued smoothly, leaning back in his chair like a man completely in control of the conversation, “the southern border patrol has been neglecting its duties. My men spotted rogues crossing twice this month.”

One of the elders frowned. “That report hasn’t been verified.”

Silas spread his hands innocently. “Perhaps that’s because the warriors assigned to tha

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