For the first time, Malrec’s decrees met not silence, but defiance.The roar still reverberated in the air when Saraphina lowered her hand. The crowd before her surged like a restless tide, half fear and half fury, voices tangling in a hundred tones. Some shouted her name as if it were a shield, others muttered curses as they turned away, but the balance had shifted. For the first time, she was not a lone figure standing against the storm. She had pulled the storm into her favor.Lucian leaned close, his voice pitched for her alone. “You hear it, Phina. They chose to speak. That’s the beginning.”She nodded, though her throat felt thick. Her palms still tingled from the fire she had shown them, from the truth she had laid bare. It was not victory, not yet, but it was momentum.Kaelen prowled at the edge of the gathering, scowl fixed as his sharp eyes scanned for danger. He returned to her side, jaw tight. “The louder they shout for you, the sooner Malrec’s knives will come. He will no
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