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Chapter 103 Northern Whispers

Penulis: Ochanya C.
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-04 04:08:18

The royal procession wound its way northward under a slate-gray sky, the air growing sharper with every mile. Stoneford lay ahead—a once-thriving border village reduced to charred ruins and poisoned wells by the rebellion’s aftermath. Survivors emerged slowly from makeshift shelters, their faces gaunt with exhaustion and wary distrust. Children clutched threadbare skirts while elders watched with eyes that had seen too much loss.

Caelan dismounted beside Lucien, his dark traveling cloak flutter
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