Author’s POVThe Haven of Shadows did not gather like an army. Armies assembled with noise, metal, commands, the restless shuffle of bodies bracing for violence.However, The Haven gathered like a heartbeat.One by one, deliberate and present. By the time the last of them entered the central hall, the mountain itself seemed to be listening. Twenty-nine souls. No more. No less. And every single one of them carried a history that should have ended somewhere else.The hall was not grand. That was the first thing outsiders always misunderstood. No towering throne and no banners stitched with conquest.Just stone, worn smooth with time, long tables carved by hand, and wards etched so deeply into the walls they had become part of the rock itself.It was a sanctuary, not a kingdom. At the far end stood Alejandro, still and grounded. Not elevated above them, but simply visible. Zenith stood at his side, not behind him. Never behind him.Koa took position slightly to Alejandro’s right, the qui
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