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Chapter Forty-Three - A Son of Two Masters

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(Arkael Ashborne)

Arkael lied easily. “No.”

Because if the council knew the truth—that the Devil’s magic touching the Heir’s could form a bond strong enough to reshape realms, burn worlds, break thrones—they would demand war.

A war they were not ready for. A war they would lose. He could already see it: his people charging across blackened plains, their bodies falling in waves against obsidian gates, their names added to the table beneath his hands.

“Then what do we do?” Mereth whispered.

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