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CHAPTER 63: GARDENS AND GOSSIP

작가: G.V.STELLARIS
last update 게시일: 2026-02-04 12:05:50

POV EMMA BELLE

The Royal Gardens of the Sun-Spire were a masterpiece of southern arrogance. Every hedge was trimmed to a perfect geometric angle, every fountain pulsed with enchanted water that changed color with the tide, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine and salt. It was the last place you’d expect to find a wild wolf of the Deep Woods, which made it the perfect setting for the most awkward date in the history of the North.

"Are you sure we’re at the right angle?" I whispered, c
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