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The Council’s Shadow

ผู้เขียน: Ricky_writes
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Chapter Eighty-Two

Kael’s POV

The council chamber still smelled faintly of smoke and tension. Even after everyone had left, the air felt thick like the walls themselves had been listening.

I sat in the high-backed chair at the end of the long table, staring at the place where Liana had stood earlier. She had spoken too freely today, and every man in this room had noticed.

I could see it in their faces the whispers behind their eyes, the doubt she had planted without meaning to.

She didn’t understand what that kind of display could cost her.

Or maybe she did, and she was testing me.

Either way, it was dangerous.

The door creaked open, and Commander Rowan entered. His armour caught the light, reflecting a muted shine across the table. His steps were steady, measured, as if he knew the weight of whatever waited in my silence.

“You asked for me, Your Majesty.”

I nodded. “Close the door.”

He did. The sound of it shutting felt final. The echo carried for a few seconds before dying out, lea
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