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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR — When Control Slips

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last update Date de publication: 2026-04-22 16:26:46

By the fourth day, Caelan stopped pretending he wasn’t watching.

Not openly. Not in a way anyone else would notice. But once you knew what to look for, it became impossible to unsee.

Damien was slipping.

Not in the way weak men slipped. Not dramatic. Not obvious. He still held himself like iron—straight-backed, voice level, gaze steady enough to make seasoned diplomats reconsider their arguments mid-sentence.

But the cracks were there.

Small. Quiet. Dangerous.

The first one was his focus.

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