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33. Needless Extra.

Author: Ywyn
last update publish date: 2026-10-19 05:09:54

Yvaine's POV

Zayden was crowned king, and I still couldn't make myself believe it.

Not in the way you believe a fact, that you accept and move past. More like a word stuck sideways in my throat, impossible to swallow all the way down. Like, what the actual fuck?

The last time I'd really seen him, truly seen him, not just a glimpse across a hallway or his voice drifting through a door, he'd been sitting across from me with his brother's photograph in his hand and grief eating him out from the i
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