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Chapter 145 - What Wakes and Watches

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(Caelum & Adelaide)

Cael walked alone through the palace corridors. No escort. No flaring shadows. Only the steady echo of his boots against stone that still carried the warmth of last night.

The mountain murmured behind him, a low, constant sound like breath through teeth, but he did not answer.

Something in him felt… wrong. Not pain. Not fear. Warmth. It sat beneath his ribs like an ember banked too carefully to be natural. Not flaring. Not dangerous. Just… there. Steady. Present. A fullnes
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