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Penulis: Harriet Ifeanyi
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Reyes stopped beside the table, lifted a different scroll with two fingers, and glanced at it absently. “My father’s delta. The old one. He thought himself wise because he knew names in books and spoke five languages. Always made a show of quoting treaties.”

She gave a short nod. “And where is he now? Maybe he could clarify some things in here.”

Reyes set the scroll down and turned to her fully. His voice didn’t rise, didn’t darken—but it turned cold in its stillness. “I killed him.”

Ivone blinked, taken slightly aback by the casual tone with which he’d said it.

Reyes went on, as if recalling what he’d eaten for breakfast. “It was obvious he thought I was unfit. That I’d lead Nyxoria to ruin. That I didn’t deserve to touch the throne I took from my father” He leaned one hand on the table, gaze locked with hers. “So I showed him what I deserved.”

Ivone didn’t flinch. Not at his admission, not at the way he leaned so casually against the table, as if discussing a long-forgotten che
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