* Regina *It was the next night, when I noticed that the air in the rogue camp felt wrong. It was too sharp. And Malgori's warriors have been extra watchful. They were too loyal to him and too aware of the threats against him.I've moved like smoke these past few days, silent, harmless, and invisible. But tonight, I can feel eyes following me through the fog that clings thick between the tents. Malgori's warriors.Most of them are good, veterans of the shadows, trained in deception and blood. And I've been careful, but maybe not careful enough.I keep walking, slow and steady, pretending I don't feel the weight of their gaze. My heartbeat pounds in a quiet, frantic rhythm against my ribs. Not now. Not when the plan is in motion.I slip between the trees toward the old supply den, tonight I'm supposed to plant the second weakness for my father's downfall, a false scent trail leading to the eastern border, making it seem like a traitor lurks inside the camp. A distraction to his attent
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