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Chapter 12 ~ The Shadow Of The Crown

Penulis: Idara Essien
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-01-03 19:12:26

Elara’s POV

The sight of Alaric in the kitchen was a brand on my eyes. I left the kitchen. I moved through dark halls. My silk skirts hit the stone.

I watched the Alpha King lose his dignity. He wore bells. He danced for a nameless girl.

The pain felt heavy. I reached my chamber. I breathed fast. I did not call my maids. I hid my tears. I grabbed a dark coat with a hood. I covered my face. I had to strike. Before the rot Alaric called "love" destroyed everything I had built.

I used the side door. I moved in shadows. I headed for the east wing. I reached the quarters of Grand Prince Magnus.

Magnus was Alaric’s uncle. The court saw him as a drunk. They thought he was useless. But I knew better. I knew his hunger for power. I knew the steel behind his lazy smile.

I reached his double doors. I slipped inside without a knock. The room smelled of old oak and heavy spice.

Magnus was sitting by the fire. A silver chalice in his hand. He looked up. His eyes sharp despite the dim light.

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