Rosa stood at the edge of the palace boundary, her cloak fluttering in the soft night breeze. The moon above was dim, covered by streaks of clouds, casting long shadows across the quiet land. Around her, palace warriors lay on the ground, motionless, as if dead, but they were merely asleep, caught in a spell of her making. Their shallow breathing and peaceful expressions betrayed the illusion of danger. She waited patiently, her senses alert. Footsteps. She turned just in time to see Zod approaching, his tall figure emerging from the forest with silent confidence. He paused when he saw the scene, warriors unconscious and the boundary unguarded. A smirk touched his lips. “You did this?” he asked, voice low, almost reverent. She gave a small nod. He stared at her, stunned. “You really are with me.” Before he could take another step toward her, Rosa held up a hand and spoke quickly, her voice steady but urgent. “We’ll have time for that later,” she said. “Right now, we need to
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