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Chapter 20: What You Pay for Betrayal Part 1

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My father’s words loomed over me like storm clouds. Now, we wait. And we prepare for the moment the Council learns what you’ve done.”

I wanted to think that I still had time — a couple of days at least, maybe weeks, before Elias or the others began suspecting the story I had fed them. But deep down, I knew better.

I was not only playing with fire.

I was on the edge of a blade, waiting for the surely inevitable slip.

Maxwell walked back and forth across the length of the study, his agitation evident in each of his paces. My father was standing near the fireplace, arms crossed, eyes on me. My mother remained silent, her fingers clamped around the edge of the chair, her face unreadable.

No one had said anything for a few minutes. The silence was suffocating.

“Please move,” Maxwell spun, his voice serrated. “So what’s the plan, Lena?”

I took a deep breath, trying to control myself. “We keep the lie alive. Until the Council is convinced Jameson is dead, we have the upper hand.”

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