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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY

Author: Abby Gale
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-03 20:11:55

Lyra's pov

The great hall eventually emptied, but the Emissary’s presence lingered like smoke after a fire. No matter how many times I replayed the scene in my mind, I kept hearing his words—every sly cut, every doubt he had tried to plant.

Will you be the shield, or the weakness?

I hated how much they stuck.

I kept quiet most of the afternoon, my hands busy but my thoughts elsewhere. I helped the servants prepare lunch in the kitchen but if course no one spoke to me. I realized that I hadn't seen Tessa or Arielle in a while and made a mental note to ask Ronan about them. Then I checked on Garrick who was drilling the guards in the courtyard, and pretended to listen when Aldric told me stories of the last emissary visit. But really, my mind was circling that one question like a hawk.

When Ronan finally found me, I was sitting at the edge of the balcony overlooking the forest, my chin propped on my knees.

“You’re quiet,” he said, stepping into the fading sunlight. His shadow stretched
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