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CHAPTER NINETEEN

Author: Abby Gale
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-11 21:08:43

Lyra’s pov

The last thing I wanted was attention. Not from the other servants, not from the warriors, and definitely not from the king.

So, I vanished.

Or tried to.

Every morning, I woke up before the others, dragging myself from the hard stone floor of the servant quarters and disappearing into whatever task I could find. I’d clean the halls that didn’t need cleaning, scrub armor racks that hadn’t seen use in years. Anything that gave me an excuse to stay far, far away from the throne room, the war rooms, the east wing.

Anywhere he might be.

I avoided Garrick too, no matter how kind his eyes or soft his voice. The moment his tall figure appeared around a corner or his scent touched the air, I slipped through a door or ducked behind crates. One time I hid in a broom closet for nearly half an hour until I was sure he’d gone.

Pathetic? Maybe.

Necessary? Absolutely.

My heart couldn’t take it. Not after that night in the forest. Not after that dream. That vision. It still haunted me even
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