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CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN — Two Missing People

Author: 2game
last update publish date: 2026-04-25 14:15:52

The desk wasn’t meant for two people.

That much was obvious.

It was wide, yes. Large enough to hold stacks of documents, maps, sealed reports stamped with crests from three different courts. It had been carved for authority—for one person to sit at its center and command everything within reach. Every line of its design made that clear: the symmetry, the positioning of the chair, the way the drawers were placed only within easy access from one side.

Now it held two.

Caelan sat on the right, pos
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