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Chapter 62: Ruling Alone

Author: Athena Hart
last update publish date: 2026-09-17 19:00:00

Three weeks after Dane's judgment, Elena found herself facing her first genuine governance crisis without Ronan's steady presence beside her, and discovered, somewhat to her own surprise, that the absence sharpened her resolve considerably more than it undermined her confidence.

"Lord Fenwick refuses to comply," Thorne reported, settling into the chair across from her desk with the particular weariness of a man delivering news he already suspected wouldn't be well received. "He argue
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