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CHAPTER 146: PAWN 1

Author: Lizzy Fash
last update publish date: 2026-04-05 15:13:28

THALRION

"Lord Thalrion...you must get me justice..." I hear her wailing before I see her.

The Fae Queen is gone, dust and ashes scattering in the wind, leaving a void that reeks of opportunity and she comes to me.

I sit in the dim light of my war chamber, maps and scrolls scattered across the obsidian table, the flickering glow of enchanted torches casting long shadows across the walls. The air smells of iron and ash, a faint tang of magic left over from yesterday's experiments. I have been
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