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Chapter XXIV : Hearts and the Havoc

Author: Intana Meisya
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-28 23:38:00
Rebecca’s POV

The voices of the women still clung to me long after I slipped back into Gideon’s quarters.

They’d talked of battles, of a commander called Red—feared, clever, unstoppable. I didn’t know all the details, not really. Just enough to know that he had once been Gideon’s equal, and the thought made my stomach twist with unease.

I set my mother’s book on the bed, pressing a palm to its worn cover as if the leather could hold me steady. The quiet from the hall seeped into the room, hea
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I keep telling myself I’m going to start a new story about Red… but then Gideon storms onto the page, growling dramatic vows and making eyes at Rebecca, and suddenly I’m three chapters deep in their angst again. Red, buddy, I’ll get to you eventually—please stop sharpening your sword in the corner. Really. I’ll make it. (…probably.)

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