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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: MEETING SERAPHEAL

Author: Jessechi
last update publish date: 2026-05-30 18:16:03

NYRA

Orion came to the east wing at dawn and knocked twice and said through the door: "Get dressed. We are leaving in an hour."

I opened the door. He was already in his riding coat, already armed in the way wolves were armed when they expected to be outside the Keep's walls not ceremonially, practically. He looked at me once and said: "Warm layers. The altitude is significant."

"Where are we going?" I said.

"Seraphel," he said.

He walked away before I could ask anything else.

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