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CHAPTER 43: THE FRACTURED THRONE

Author: Hannie
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​TANYA'S POV

​I departed the western archives an hour later without a physical document, but with absolute clarity.

​Amara was no longer acting like a discarded, weeping outcast. She was uncovering pieces of an ancient puzzle, and Kael Draven was shielding her discoveries from his own council.

​I found Kael in the grand council chamber of the eastern spire.

​The massive oak doors were standing open. Kael was standing near the long strategy table, staring intently at a massive map of the norther
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