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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-25 18:24:39

Elara's POV

My hands trembled as I read the words for the third time. I still could not process what I had just read. Each sentence was like a knife twisting deeper into my chest.

The file lay open beside me. Its yellowed pages were scattered across the bed like the bones of a long-buried secret.

My mother was accused of theft from the royal treasury? Sentence was pending investigation.

She was given some grace period to prove her innocence. She travelled to Blackwater Ridge to gather evidence
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