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Chapter 100- The Weight of Judgment

ผู้เขียน: Kristina Angels
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Elder Mason’s Point of View

As the throne room empties in tense, reverent silence, I remain seated. My old bones ache against the stone bench, but I don’t move. Not yet. The flickering holograms of my fellow Elders hover in a loose half-circle before me, their faces etched in shadows and uncertainty. None of us expected this.

This twist. This reckoning.

I adjust the cuffs of my robe, buying a moment to gather my thoughts. “We have more than one situation on our hands,” I say, my voice rough but steady. “The verdict for the twins, Elder Jack’s betrayal, and… Eva.”

Lyra leans forward in her flickering seat, her face drawn. “For weeks now, I’ve felt something strange in her. In Eva. As if she’s feeling things. But that’s not possible, right? Executioners don’t have feelings. We do. For them. But they’re not built for it.”

A third elder, Goran, steeples his fingers. “Tell us, Mason. How do we deal with an executioner who feels?”

I chuckle, the sound echoing too loudly in the
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