SeleneYou’d think saving the world—or at least trying to—would come with some dramatic music or maybe a thunderclap in the sky. But instead, it came with paperwork.Literal paperwork.The morning after Briarhollow, I found myself hunched over a desk that still smelled like old wax and damp wood, going through ancient alliance scrolls while my tea went cold.“You’d think being chosen by prophecy came with better perks,” I muttered.Killian glanced up from across the room, where he was oiling his sword like it had personally offended him. “What, you thought saving the world would be glamorous?”“I thought maybe it wouldn’t include so many legal clauses,” I said, waving a dusty scroll.He snorted. “You sound like Cassian.”“Please, if I sounded like Cassian, I’d be complaining with my whole chest and quoting a dramatic poem about death.”As if summoned, Cassian popped his head into the room.“I heard that,” he said. “And I do not appreciate the slander. I quote only the best dramatic po
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