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Into the Maw
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2025-07-18 20:27:27Seraphina’s POV
I wasn’t supposed to know where he’d gone.
That was the entire point, wasn’t it?
Ambrosius had given me one of his looks—that maddeningly quiet, sharp thing—after the trial, and said, “Rest. The worst is over.”
It hadn’t been a lie.
It had been a command dressed as comfort.
I didn’t rest.
Because the worst wasn’t over.
It had barely begun.
I knew the signs.
I’d seen the way Evangeline’s posture stiffened when I mentioned Corwin’s name. The slight delay when I asked if Ambrosius was still on estate grounds. The bare hesitation when I requested a briefing on the decoded messages from Linnea.
And then there was the silence.
The kind that fell around someone powerful when they no longer want to be watched.
Ambrosius wasn’t hiding from his enemies.
He was hiding from me.
I found t
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