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CHAPTER 89 -The Gilded Cage

Author: R.Lux
last update publish date: 2026-05-09 20:49:51

Kael’s POV

The sun was too bright. It lacked the jagged, violet intensity of the mountain’s peak, replaced instead by a soft, artificial gold that felt like a warm blanket over a corpse. I stood on the manicured grass of the park, my boots feeling heavy and wrong against the perfect green blades. Beside me, Maya was as still as a statue, her amber eyes reflecting the impossible skyline of a city that should have been dust for centuries.

"It’s not real, Maya," I said, my voice sounding disturbin
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