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Ch. 3

Penulis: Cara Anderson
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Dominic

Be careful.

Princess Elara's whispered words echo in my head as I stride through the palace corridors, jaw clenched tight enough to crack teeth. Two fucking words, delivered like some royal benediction, and they've managed to twist my gut into knots.

Be careful. As if I'm some green recruit heading into his first skirmish instead of Alexander's Beta. As if I haven't been protecting this kingdom—protecting her—for the past five years.

I slam through the doors to the training yard harder than necessary, startling a group of junior guards practicing sword forms. They straighten immediately, recognizing my mood even from across the courtyard.

"Sir?" One of them—Mark, I think—ventures cautiously. "Is everything alright?"

"Fine," I growl, grabbing a practice sword from the weapons rack. "Just need to work off some energy before tomorrow's mission."

The training dummy doesn't stand a chance.

I attack it with brutal efficiency, channeling three years of frustration into each strike. Th
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