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Chapter 26: The Southern Delegation

Author: Nova Quinn
last update publish date: 2026-03-12 11:51:26

The horn of the Blackwood Pack didn't sound like a call to home; it sounded like a challenge. It was a deep, brassy bray that bounced off the jagged peaks of the Northern Range, signaling the arrival of the very people who had once cheered for my exile.

I stood on the high battlements of the First City, the wind whipping my silver-white hair across my face. Below, at the edge of the frost-line, a line of black armored transports and a hundred mounted warriors had come to a halt. They looked lik
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