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Chapter 115 The Purge Begins

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The grand hall of justice stood silent and imposing under the weak winter sun. Heavy marble columns rose like silent judges, and the air was thick with the scent of polished stone and nervous sweat. Nobles from every house had been summoned for an emergency session. They sat in rigid rows, their fine robes and jeweled cloaks unable to mask the fear flickering in their eyes. Word of the northern force’s growth and Rowan’s open proclamations had spread like wildfire. Now the crown was ready to an
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    The grand throne room felt like a cage of marble and whispers.After the initial session, the court had been dismissed for a brief recess, but the tension had only thickened. Caelan stood beside Lucien’s throne, silver robe immaculate, the mating bite on his neck deliberately visible. His quiet intelligence kept him alert, moonlight threads drifting subtly around his fingers, sensing every shift in the nobles’ moods.Lucien sat on the central throne, powerful and unyielding, golden eyes sweeping the room like a predator. His hand rested possessively on the arm of the consort’s throne, a silent claim that every noble could see.Elara Voss remained kneeling in the center, chains binding her, violet eyes still defiant. Rowan stood to the left, no longer chained but heavily watched, his charismatic smile masking the calculation in his gaze.Lord Varak stepped forward once more, his voice heavy with the weight of tradition. “Your Majesty, the court has seen the demonstration at Blackthorn

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    The clash at Blackthorn Pass reached its terrifying peak.Silver and violet energy collided in a blinding explosion that lit the entire clearing like daylight. The force of the impact shook the cliffs, sending loose rocks tumbling down the steep walls. Warriors on both sides staggered, some dropping their weapons in awe or fear.Lucien stood on the raised stone platform, sword locked against Elara’s crackling violet barrier. Blood trickled from a cut on his cheek, but his golden eyes burned with unrelenting fury. “You will not touch my mate!” he roared, putting all his alpha strength behind the blow. The barrier cracked under the pressure.Below, Caelan poured everything he had into the moonlight threads. Silver light surged outward in wide, healing arcs, disarming attackers and closing wounds on both sides. His breathing was ragged, sweat pouring down his face, but his silver eyes never wavered.“See what the power truly does!” he shouted, voice carrying over the chaos. “It heals! It

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    Winter had settled fully over the capital, transforming the palace gardens into a pristine wonderland of white. Fresh snow blanketed the trees and rooftops, sparkling under the pale winter sun like scattered diamonds. The air was crisp and invigorating, carrying the scent of pine logs burning in he

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    Autumn had reached its full, glorious peak in the capital. The palace gardens blazed with amber, crimson, and gold as leaves drifted lazily from the ancient trees. The air was crisp and fragrant with the scent of ripening apples, sweet pears, and freshly baked harvest breads wafting from the city’s

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