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CHAPTER 41: THE DUST OF OLD KINGS
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2026-08-15 03:48:50ELARA'S POV
The feast lingered far into the small hours, a blur of clashing horn tankards, roasting meats, and the heavy, earthy scent of cedar fires burning down to gray ember. But while the hall above sang with victory, the deep stone beneath the Obsidian Stronghold remained cold. It was an ancient cold—not Ymir’s razor-sharp zero-point bite, but the hollow, dry chill of forgotten stone. I slipped out of the noisy hall quietly, wrapping a cloak of bl
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