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chapter 13

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last update publish date: 2026-11-06 00:52:47

Cassian

The royal crypt was under the oldest part of the palace, down a hundred stone steps that nobody had walked in years. I went alone, at midnight, with one torch.

It was cold down there. Cold and silent and smelling of dust and old stone. My footsteps echoed off the walls. Kings and queens lay in long rows on both sides of me, their names carved into marble. My father. My grandmother. People I barely remembered.

At the very end, in the newest corner, was Dorian. I stopped in front of his t
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